Nursing school oh nursing school, you are the worst You suck up my life and must always be first. I rise and I read long books about pharm When I sleep I dream about the parts of the arm Between clinicals and class, studying and eating “Who needs sleep?” I ask, with a bleary greeting. My life will be great when I graduate I will finally have so much less on my plate. Soon I will take those glorious steps As a new grad I take on whatever’s next. And I’ll whisper to those who just are starting, “For the next 4 years from your life you’ll be parting”
My patient! You almost died! Your tele rang off and sent nurses a fly! Heart stopped and lungs stalled we started pumping your chest as ones enthralled with the thrill of the moment of saving a life, one we don’t get in this world of strife.
Pump, pump we pumped away! Like reindeer working at Santas sleigh. Alarms were ringing, doctors yelling. Come back would you? There was no way of telling. Sudden in the quiet moment, when the air was still and success at foment you came back to life, a daisy out the snow, like a phoenix born anew you filled with life aglow!
Off to the unit you were rushed, and in your place left a quiet hush of an empty room of a life just saved, together, nurses goodbye we waved.