Super Girl!

I woke up at 2pm after working all night long, this is actually early considering the time I go to bed. Sometimes I think of myself as a vampire, sleeping during the day and taking people's blood at night. wahahahaha. It seems I am always doing IVs or poking people with needles at work. It doesnt phase me anymore.

My child self would be scared to death of me now. lol

My close friend Brachkoki called me. Brachkoki and I have a long history, we met in korean language school in the summer of 2000. He was 23 or 24 at the time and I was 19, I always looked up to him as older and more experienced in life. He called me for advise, I was grateful for the call because it woke me up one and two it was good to talk to him. A life long friend.

Sometimes I think if nobody called me in the morning (my morning is 2 or 3 pm) I would never wake up.

"Well buddy, I hope that all goes well. Call me again soon." I said and hung up on the phone. Just as I was hanging up I noticed a voicemail.

"Sarah, this is Stacy, we are really short staffed today. Was wondering if you could come into work. Call back if you are able to." I wondered if she liked my call tone.

MY CALL TONE: Michelle off American Pie saying "And this one time at band camp, we all lost our music and we were supposed to play this song, but we didn't know it, so we just made it up and we kept playing and the conductor didn't know what we were doing and it was funny."

It makes me laugh every time, especially since some people have said that I talk like her.

The voice mail seemed simple, but to me it was a plea for help. In my mind this is how it went.

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"The waiting room is full sir, of sick and dying people!" The unit clerk tells the charge nurse in a panic. "There are so many that they don't all fit in the waiting room, many of them are waiting outside in the cold, and by some freak of nature chance it is hailing hail stones the size of golf balls, people are getting hit in the face and limbs, furthermore breaking bones or worst of all concussions and head injuries."

"I know, I know. We are full in here too of the sick and dying, there are simply not enough nurses to care for all of these people!"

"Ahhhhhhh!!" Someone yells from one of the rooms, "help me I am sick and dying!"

"We need to call some more nurses into work or everyone in here will die." the charge nurse says with a worried face.

"I will call our emergency contact list of employees," the unit clerk says and rushes off to the phone.

"Sir," one of the nurses taps the charge nurse on the shoulder, "we had to send nurse Patty home because her son's deveriticulitis exploded within him ten minutes ago while he was at school, she has to pick him up and bring him here for emergency care."

"Her 11 year old has deverticulitis?" the charge nurse said surprised. "Can this day get any worse?"

After a horrible half an hour or so of relentlessly trying to get nurses into work an extra shift the unit clerk gets exhausted. She wonders if she will ever get anyone to work. "No, I can't," kept echoing in her mind.

The phone rings.

"Hello, this is Sarah, may I please speak to the charge nurse?" Stacy's face lights up relieved that this fair young lady would perhaps work.

"THis is charge," the charge nurse picks up the call hoping that it is a nurse volunteering to work.

"Yes, I can come in today, I shall be there as soon as possible."

The charge nurse hangs up the phone and is relieved, hope becomes within reach.

"Hey everyone! Sarah is coming in to help us." He announces to the nursing station.

Everyone cheers.

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It probably didn't happen that way, but I did feel like Super Girl swooping in to save the day. During the shift I had the Director of Nursing, Nurse Manager, Nurse Educator and the Charge Nurse thank me for taking the extra shift.

I felt appreciated. It was a good feeling.