Nuthin but s-h-i-t. All day. My patient was incontinent, with diarrhea. Can you imagine? It started even before my day technically started. I walked into the room to find him laying there, covered. Bedding covered. Everything covered. And the smell. Grown man strong. The smell. God, the smell. Three times I had to leave the room as I silently gagged. And it just happened over and over again allllllll day long. Now I swear the smell is coming out of my pores. I smell s-h-i-t all up in my nostrils. I wasn't prepared. I didn't have anything to sniff to hold my gag reflex at bay. No strong cinnamon gum to chew. Nothing.
I think this means I'm officially a student nurse?
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