Plays Well With Others.

Okay, so two big Life Lessons were learned tonight:

1) The way to hell is paved with well-intentioned pages, including paging attendings five minutes post office hours. This includes pages specifically requested by the patient, legitimate pages, and pages done in good faith at 5p.m. on a work weekday. JUST DON'T DO IT. Kind of like Nike's evil twin slogan.

2.) By the same token, the root of all evil lies in answering a paged attending's phonecall. (Hell hath no fury like an attending scorned. Or challenged, for that matter). For ye, though I walk through the shadow of the valley of patient gross hematuria and inability to spontaneously void, I fear no evil, (nor the attending or the scary clueless resident sent forth to do thy scutwork. ) For thy 18 French coude catheter and thy skilled float nurse come-to-the-rescue shalt comfort me, and I shall walk free all the days of my life. (After I get cool private duty nurse gig with a rich elderly socialiate who will pay me enormous amounts of money to sit, knit with her, and give her a gout pill before I leave for the day.)

I am soooo not getting the Plays Well With Others award this year. Pity, that.