3. Nobody wants to get the IV right on the first try more than us.
And if you really feel like getting into the spirit, add some alcohol to the mix! Everyone else is already drunk, so you might as well put in a solid effort to catch up with the rest.
Whenever I get injured or sick, my go-to method is the ol’ “do nothing.” Yep. I do nothing. I continue on with my life, dragging my half-working body around like I’m the guy from Monty Python and The Holy Grail. “It’s just a flesh wound!” I shout as my arm falls off.
Panic attacks send adrenaline all over your body. When I have one, my heart races and my hands shake like someone’s doing brain surgery on me while I’m awake. The rest of my body might shiver or tremble with little seizures.
You make your coffee so strong no one else will drink it and other people will actually beg you not to make coffee.
For me, clinical trials were the Affordable Care Act. Actually, more like the No Cost Care Act. For no money and no insurance, I got regular checkups, checkups I’d never get for myself otherwise.
I love babies. I love their little feet and their little soft chubby wrists. I love making babies smile and I love rocking them to sleep. I want to work as a nurse someday so that I can save babies. I want to have babies of my own—lots and lots of them. Motherhood is the overarching goal of my life.