Throwback Thursday: The Nurse is God

This week I rotated through the Labor & Delivery floor of the hospital. I worked nights (6pm-6am). By coincidence, my paternal grandmother--who spent many years as a psychiatric night nurse--sent me a card with a clipping she found among her files from the 1981 edition of PRN, the monthly newsletter of Doctors Hospital (Dallas, TX). It's good for a chuckle. Gram signed the card, "If you can't be the nurse and be God, then may you be the 'Chief of Staff'. Go for it!"

The Medical Team

The Chief of Staff
He leaps tall buildings in a single bound, is more powerful than two locomotives, is faster than a speeding bullet, walks on water, and gives policy to God.

The Staff Physician
He leaps short buildings in a single bound, is more powerful than a switch engine, is just as fast as a speeding bullet, walks on water if the sea is calm, and talks with God.

The Resident
He leaps short buildings with a spring board and favorable winds, is as powerful as a switch engine, is almost as fast as a speeding bullet, walks on water in a swimming pool, talks with God if a special request approved.

The Intern
He clears a small hut, loses a race with a locomotive, can fire a speeding bullet, and is occasionally addressed by God.

The Medical Student
He runs into small buildings, recognizes locomotives two times out of three, frequently wets himself with a water pistol, dog paddles in water, and mumbles mostly to animals.

The Nurse
She lifts tall buildings to walk under them, kicks locomotives off the track, catches speeding bullets with her teeth, and freezes water with a single glance. SHE IS GOD.