Nearly every job comes with some level of drama.  Whether you telecommute from home, or make your way through a sea of cubicles to your desk, there is always an undercurrent of gossip, work related or not.

Ten years ago, I had a very strange patient.  He was one of my first live patients as a nursing student.  Up until then, all of my hands-on experience was with plastic human body models, or fruit under a professor’s supervision.  We practiced giving injections on oranges, and often sat in a group going step-by-step on how to perform procedures.  In my mind, I had them all down, every last one. I had become an expert at inserting and removing a host of medical equipment in and out of imaginary body parts (could that sound anymore disturbing?) (more…)