Today is the 3rd day of working in the emergency at the local hospital. I walked in the automatic doors, getting ready for the night shift, and got a report from the afternoon nurse, and read the report from over the night. The last patient had just been cleared, so I sat down on the cold, crisp white loveseat couch, when a stretcher and 5 people, 2 on each side, carrying the stretcher, an done intensely swollen peoson on the stretcher. Lots going on. I followed them to a open room, as the plugged him into the IV, one of the people carrying the stretcher got me up to date. Apparently, this guy got stuck by a bee and was severely allergic to bee stings. He was screaming random words. I was the only there, since I was early for my shift, and he was all mine to take care of. Yay. He eventually calmed down, after me telling him several times there is no bees in th hospital. I stayed with him the whole night, waking up every 30 seconds and screaming, “WHERE IS MY SHEA BUTTER HAND CREAM?! MY HANDS ARE SO DRY!!!!” Then I would hand him some normal lotion and he would pump it out, then sqall about how he doesn’t like the smell. He eventually said that he needs to call some one to bring him his hand cream, and his girlfriend can with a gallon milk bottle with a pump. By the way, his girlfriend looked like the Disney Queen of Hearts. In the morning, no one came to switch shifts, so I went to the cafeteria and brought him 2 kinds of muffins, blueberry,or chocolate, and I asked him which one he wanted. “Sir, do you want a b-“

“BEEZ?! YOU TOLD ME THERE WERE NO BEEZ HERE!!!! YOU LIED TO ME!!!”

_It must take some real skill to hear bees out of blueberry, _I thought

Then, I shove gauze into his mouth to the point he can’t talk anymore, then pulled the thin hospital bed sheets over him, and stapled them to the top of the cheap mattress.

“BYE WEIRDO DUDE!!!” I screamed over my shoulder as I ran out of the hospital.