I just discovered something! I can write these posts at work! Oh, I am gonna be a super-blogger now! I cannot believe that in all of the censoring my lovely employer does of our computer use, that this is allowed! Every time I try to see a video on You Tube, see someone else's blog, or even shop for fricking swimsuits on victoriassecret.com, they get blocked! Big Brother is apparently not always watching! Yay! So people, you are going to get majorly sick of me. Tonight is a fairly calm night, considering my floor's general disposition, except for one fact - 3 of my four patients tonight are loony. One is in alcohol withdrawal, crawling his scrawny ass in and out of bed left and right. And he sleeps in bed sideways! Squirrelly. Do not drink bottles and bottles of booze, people. And my father will laugh when he reads this because I drink my fair share (full discolsure - I am a young person in the MidWest, it is practically a rite of passage) but I recall hearing stories about his loopy bum back in the day so take that. My loopy patient number two has a hitory of psychoses, which basically is super-doctor speak for "Mumbles Incoherently At All Times." And lucky number three has got himself a urinary tract infection which means he has spent his night talking about how a helicopter is going to fall through his window and kill him, or the most recent - "what are all of those gamblers doing out there? I think they are up to some kind of college prank." Did I mention that he too has been trying to crawl out of bed? Ahhhhh, night shift nursing.