Shaking Hands And A Scary Thing

While being introduced to my patient, he held out his hand. Of course, I extended my hand to shake his. Just as our hands met, I heard two nurses hiss in unison, "Don't shake his hand."
It was too late. I was shaking a bloody hand with my bare hand.

The patient had pulled out his catheter earlier and he wouldn't stop playing with his bloody penis. So, not only did I touch blood, but urine and penis juice as well. With my bare hand.

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I was standing next to a coworker when she suddenly gasped, "What is that?" Looking down, I shrieked and ran. What scared us so badly? A purple cap from a syringe rolling across the floor. Once it stopped, it was obvious what it was, but while rolling, it looked like a mouse. I don't care that it was purple. It looked like a mouse. Okay? And no, we have not been dipping into the narcotics.