Marsha took a deep cleansing breath before entering Room 519. It was only midnight, and she already answered Mrs. Gorski’s call light four times. The evening nurse had given Mrs. G. a Halcion at 9:30 and assured Marsha she would sleep through the night. Another empty promise.
“What took you so long?” Mrs. G whined. “I called 10 minutes ago. What if it had been an emergency? I could be dead by now..maybe that would be a good thing. I wish I were dead.”
“Mrs. Gorski,” Marsha said calmly, “I saw your light go on from down the hall. I finished what I was doing and came directly to your room. I’ve been in here five times, and I really do need to check my other patients before it gets much later. Now, what can I do for you?” (more…)