Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Tuesday, October 18, 2011

More Verses For Nurses

I’ve confessed a time or two in this blog that I’ve been the bane of many a good nurse’s work shift and had them just itching for the shift’s end. So, with renewed apologies to all of you, here’s a request from the host of Melanoma Prayer Center, a new version of the Eagles’ “Witchy Woman”…



Craven stare and frowning lips
Meds fly from her finger tips
Patient calling in the night
She's a restless R.N. in an endless fight

Wooo hooo itchy R.N., see how hard she tries
Wooo hooo itchy R.N., she got the clock in her eye

She kept me bed bound all the night (wooooh)
Threats of restraints if I took flight
Crazy patient in this tiny room
And I drove my nurse to madness... and I made her swoon

Wooo hooo itchy R.N., see how hard she tries
Wooo hooo itchy R.N., she got the clock in her eye

(Ahhhh)

Well I know you’d like to smother,
Bet you’d tell my mother,
I’ve been restless and have lost my head
And there's temptation going round
Put me underground
I can rock you all the nighttime 'til your shift is dead

Wooo hooo , itchy R.N., see how hard she tries
Wooo hooo, itchy R.N., she got the clock in her eye

1 comment:

  1. HAHA...I will never try to escape from my bed in the hospital. I learned that lesson from you!

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