Pookie is a well defined gentleman. He is employed by the hospital to do janitorial/ custodial work on all wards. He is described as a hard worker and appreciated by the hospital staff. When you see him, you will know him by description. He wears red tennis shoes, high water tower orange jeans, a lime green sleeveless shirt, and has bright red spiked hair, thick glasses and middle aged.
The hospital was having a series of unexplained deaths at a certain time of day that just had everybody confused -- unexplainable to those in charge of the life support rooms as to why it was happening!!
It came to light when Pookie entered the ICU and CCU units to do his duties of maintenance in patients rooms. He had his floor buffer and commercial vacuum cleaner with him. He walks over to the patients bedside, unplugs both plugs going to the patient's bed, plugs in his vacuum and works for five minutes. He then plugs in the floor buffer for five more minutes of work, unplugs both machines and plugs the life support units back into place and leaves the room.
The hospital experienced another trauma of sudden death when the alarms were going off in the nurses station of the room Pookie had just left. The monitors were straight line on all monitor scopes. Agast, they saw Pookie just leave the room. They brought him back to question what he did in the patient's room where the patient had just deseased. The hospital staff was totally flabergasted by this incident and how it could have even happened.
Pookie may even have a twin brother doing the same job description, so when you are sedated and resting in a hospital recovery room, you may have to keep an eye open and check for Pookie. He is still out there! AAAUUUGGGHHHG!!!!!
--SUBMITTED BY DALLAS ADAMS
Dallas, I must say! telling this story to someone who is planning to have surgery would be like telling someone about ready to get on a plane all about plane crashes!!! haha -- Good story!!
ReplyDeletesherri,
ReplyDeleteTHAT IS WHY WE NEED ADVOCATES WITH US WHEN WE ARE NOT FULLY ALERT WHEN WE ARE RECOVERING FROM A DRUG INDUCED INJECTION. (MY WIFE IS MY ADVOCATE)
BESIDES I LIKE TO HEAR A LITTLE CHUCKLE FROM THE UNSUSPECTING LITTLE THINGS OF DAILY LIFE THAT HAVE HAD PECULIAR EPISODES WITH GOOD ENDINGS. LIFE IS GOOD.
LAUGHTER IS GOOD FOR HEALTH.
DALLAS--HAVE A NICE TRIP TO AZ.