

Thirty one Christmas's in the hospital, what a long strange trip it's been. Unlike the mall, business is down and management is conveniently absent. Sickness and death; what a great Christmas movie theme. Death never takes a holiday, it just hits a speed bump between Christmas and New Year's. The staff gets even more psychotic for about a month. Who will work which holiday? Who has kids? Who worked last Christmas? Add to this the fear of snow and you have General Hospital on Haldol. I love it.
Adding to the usual holiday malaise are recent Obama-Care mandates. Nurses spend two thirds of their time at a computer station. Cutbacks in reimbursement have whittled down staff and equipment (more bricks without straw)and the need to compete for patients (aka customers, clients, guests, patrons, benefactors etc) like a boutique restaurant just adds to the angst. Forget all the hype, the original Christmas probably took place in March. Book-up, soon it will be January second and the holiday psychosis will be over. A new deductible year will be starting and if your lucky you won't be a patient in Obama General Hospital.
3 comments:
Come on Babba...cheer up :-)
Cheer up old man... sounds like you need to take a good long swig of JC's "Christmas cheer". While you're at the bar order me up a keg. Its no fun to drink alone.....
Tell Carol to put on that elf hat and look straight at you.
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