Chocolate, Fish and a Flirt

It's not a good idea for a nurse to eat chocolate while driving to work, especially when wearing lavender. Chocolate is not what most people think of when they see brown stains on a nurse's uniform. And, of course, I managed to get several chocolate spots on my clothes.

One of the nurses made a fish run to the market across the street. (I'm saving the topic of fish runs for a future blog.) On the way out she asked if we would like anything. Yes, we did and it did not involve fish. We wanted chocolate bars. The fish market selection was limited, so we all ended up with Mars bars, which was fine. The only problem was, they didn't quite taste right. I don't know if they were old or if the fish odors made their way over to the candy bar section, but something just wasn't quite right. Perhaps it's not a god idea to buy chocolate from an Asian fish market.

Lastly, one of my patients tonight was actually alert and oriented, not to mention single and about my age. He was also quite flirtatious. When his ex-wife came to visit, I figured that he would cool off, but nothing changed. While she sat on the bed and massaged his feet, he held my wrist and admired my pink watch. I told our secretary about this and she glared over her glasses and said, "He's a pig. If he would treat his ex-wife with such disrespect, why do you think that he would treat you any different?" I can't argue with her logic. Darn.