Call LightsA Poem by A Soap Mess StoriesJust a day in the life of a CNA...
Cherish the patient
Who's rarely on their light Happy to do whatever they request But the patient who's constantly on theirs Grudgingly answering their light Because the patient thinks You're their personal maid At their beck and call To do whatever they wish Making sure they have what they need Before you move on to other patients As you ask 'Is there anything else you need?' And they reply 'No, I'm good." But once you leave their room The call light is on again You suck it up and head back in Playing an endless game of Call-light happiness!!!! © 2019 A Soap Mess Stories |
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1 Review Added on April 26, 2019 Last Updated on April 26, 2019 AuthorA Soap Mess StoriesBoise, IDAboutI am a 58-year-old woman who dabbles in fiction writing as well as true crime stories. I mostly write in the romance genre but have some stories in supernatural/paranormal/mystery/thriller genres. more..Writing
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