Just like Valentine’s Day, a slew of nurses were simultaneously afflicted with an identical illness yesterday, forcing them to call in sick.

Those of us fortunate enough to be well managed as best we could.  They were left critically shorthanded upstairs, so that they couldn’t take any new patients, so that we had to keep them in the ER instead, so that we were working at about 2/3’s capacity, so that the waiting room became fat and bloated, so that patients had to wait hours to be seen, so that we asked ambulances to bypass us to pawn off our problems on some other equally overburdened ER.

Some of you, you sick nurses, probably had a vague awareness of this mess waft through your buzzed consciousness a time or two, any pangs gradually fading after each round until maybe you finally threw up.  After all, you were sick, right?

Ironically, you may be feeling worse today, but I hope you find it within yourself to make it back to work.  I like to have fun too, but not when it comes at the expense of others.