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Life of a Murse Episode 4: Family Matters

Saturday night.
Pretty much that is all I have to say to sum up my shift. Saturday nights in the ER I have learned to realize can be quite entertaining. In fact so entertaining that there are times where it seemed more entertaining than actually going out to a bar or a club. On one of my many busy crazy Saturday nights, it was the beginning of summer, school was out, people were on vacations and the summer parties started.
This one particular summer party that I was about to learn about was more than just exciting.
In the early part of my shift we got a radioed call from EMS of a stabbing victim. He was a 23 year old male who got into altercation at a large party and ended up getting stabbed once in the chest, as well as a couple of cuts and bruises on his face.
Everyone got prepared.

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Sharon turned to me as she gowned up. “Typical kids. Not behaving themselves and doing stupid things.”
I shrugged my shoulders.. “Well it’s summer in the streets, the weather gets hot and people get into trouble.”
“They need to get with the lord and be saved.”
“Uhm…it’s Saturday night…not Sunday.”
“Well by the time we will be done with him it will be Sunday and he needs Jesus.”
I shook my head. “Good grief.”
“Don’t you good grief me. You young people need guidance.”
“We young people? Uhm are you forgetting that I am in my 30s?”
“And you ain’t married with kids yet? What’s wrong with you?”
“Oh lord here we go again.”
“Listen, you need to get yourself a grown woman who goes to church, and appreciates the lord.”
I looked at Sharon with a raised eyebrow. “Are you done yet?”
“No I am not.”
“Well I am.” I said smirking at her.
Our conversation was cut short when the EMS rolled in and brought the patient into one of the resuscitation rooms. Everyone including myself swarmed the patient but in a calm collective order as we tried to assess and treat him. Two uniformed police officers were outside jotting notes.
“I want to beat that asshole up!!” the patient yelled. His hair was disarrayed. His face was bloodied and he obviously had too much to drink. His blood soaked LA Lakers jersey and white t shirt underneath told a story of a typical fight that had gone wrong.
Within minutes two people rushed in the room.
“Oh my god Johnny!” the woman yelled.
One of the nurses stopped her in the midway. “Sorry, mam you are gonna have to give us sometime here.”
“But that’s my baby!” she yelled.
I was putting a blood pressure cuff on the patient as I attempted to peep around the corner to see what the commotion was about.
The ER doctor quickly examined the patient’s chest noticing the deep clean edged puncture wound and immediately asked one of the nurses to grab him a chest tube kit.
“Johnny!” the woman yelled.
The patient, turned to the corner hearing his name. Slurred speech, crying in his drunken state, drooling and incoherent he jumbled the words, “Let her in! Let her in.”
The doctor nodded. “Let her come in.”
The woman and a man walked in and approached Johnny. “Johnny, oh my god! What happened to you? I am so scared for you. I’m worried.”
There was a brief pause, serenity filled the room for a brief second before Johnny’s eyes glistened and uttered his first words to his mother: “Mom, get out of here you fucking bitch!”
Everyone eyes widened.
Johnny’s mother gasped. “Johnny! Why are you swearing at me like that?”
“Get the fuck out here you old haggard bitch! I hate you! You never cared for me!”
I stood there biting my lip looking at the other nurses and staff members who were all somewhat shocked.
The doctor intervened. “Johnny calm down, I don’t want you getting aggravated and making your situation worse than it is.”
“Get this fucking bitch out of here!”
“Boy!” The man yelled beside her. “You don’t talk to your mother like that!”
“Fuck you! You are not my real father!!! You are just another fucking douchebag small dick gold digging asshole who only wants my Mom for her money.”
One of the nurses inadvertently dropped a suture tray.
Sharon glarred at Johnny and then looked at me and muttered under her breath. “Oh no he didn’t”
I looked at her and mumbled. “Oh yes he did.”
“You both were never there for me! None of you !!! Fuck off!!”
The man raised his voice. “Johnny we did our best. We are here in the hospital because we are worried for christ sake.”
“Don’t talk to me you asshole!! Hey mom, do you know that your so called boyfriend here goes downtown and picks up prostitutes? That’s how he gave you fucking herpes!!!”
Everyone froze for a split second.
“Lord father Jesus.” Sharon said to herself quietly as she tried to put an IV in Johnny’s arm.
“I fucking you hate you both!!! I hate you !!!! You bitch and fucking asshoole!! Get the fuck away from me!!! You don’t fucking care!!!”
The doctor intervened. “Ok this is not working, Mom and Dad I am gonna have to ask you to step outside while we treat him.”
The mother stuttered “But…that’s my son I want to…'”
Another nurse intervened. “I think its best right now you both step outside he is really riled up now and we want him to be calm. Once everything is calm and done I will have the doctor talk to you.”
“YOU SLUT! YOU WHORE OF A MOTHER!” Johnny yelled from the curtain.
His mother and father left and sat in a next room perplexed.

I looked at Sharon as we were getting Johnny who was now passed out from his drunken state prepared for a CT scan. “Yeah, wanna remind me again why I should rush off and have kids?
Sharon shook her head and shot me a look.
As we were getting the patient ready and transporting them to CT, we passed another stretcher with blond hair guy with a dirty white T jeans with his baseball hat on backwards.
Johnny immediately noticed him and raised his hand. “Yo Chris what’s up man?”
Chris looked up. “Johnny? What the fuck? What are yo doing here?”
“That asshole stabbed me. I am gonna get that motherfucker! But yo, that party was crazy man!!”
Chris nodded as we continued moving Johnny to CT. “Yeah it was!!”
Sharon shook his head. “You see, how the devil can play games?”
I looked at Sharon. “What now?”
“His friend Chris who said hi is my patient who is being treated for a cocaine overdose he got at this party.”
“Wow, what kinda party was this?”
Sharon shook her head as we both arrived to the CT department. “I don’t know but in 3 hours it will be midnight which means it will be Sunday. These young boys need to repent.”
I shot Sharon another look and shook my head.

“What do you mean you’re moving out?” My mother asked while sipping on her tea.
“Mom I’m moving out.”
“But that makes no sense.”
“Why?”
“I thought once you started working full time you would help pay for the bills around here.”
“Mom….uhm no. I need to move out. I am grown ass man. You know the only reason why I was still at home was because of school. You knew this day would come.”
My mother remained silent.
“Mom I did not go to nursing school for four years to all of a sudden help pay the bills. If you need help I can help you but I don’t have to live here to do that.”
Again she remained silent and continued sipping her tea.
“You’re upset with me aren’t you?”
“You know it’s just your father you and myself? Right?”
“Mom, please stop. We are not gonna further press this anymore. I am moving out.”
“If you loved me you’d stay.”
“Really? You’re really are gonna go there with that?”
My mother rolled her eyes and sipped on her tea.
“Mom, I can’t believe that…..”
“I don’t want to discuss this anymore.”
“But mom…….”
“I don’t want to discuss this anymore. End of discussion. I am upset with you. You are abandoning me and your dad. I do not appreciate that. I am not talking with you.”
“Are you serious right now?”
My mother got up from kitchen table and went upstairs.
I was too exhausted and tired to finish the argument. All I wanted to was shower and go to my bed I needed to move out. I was way too old to be living in the house and the only reason why I was still at home was because of school. I needed my independence once again. No more than 2 hours while I was in my deep sleep, I was awaken by my father.
“So you are just gonna leave us like that? High and dry?”
“Dad I am sleeping, leave me alone.”
“No answer the question.”
“I just came off from a nightshift and I have to be at work again tonight…can you please just let me be?”
“No. You think you are all high and mighty now because you now this big time so called nurse that you can just abandon and leave your own family like that?”
I was too tired to answer him back and did not want to have another argument with him. I was so through.
“Answer me.” my dad persisted.
With fiery that came out of now where I yelled at my dad. “Get out of my room now!”
“Excuse me? Who the hell do you think you are talking to ?”
“DAD I AM TRYING TO SLEEP LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”
“Boy!!! You have no manners!!”
“And you are not respecting my time now. Now please leave!”
My father muttered a couple of words before he shut my bedroom door. For the next four hours, I would not be able to shut my eyes. All I could hear were my parents in my mind yelling why I was abandoning them. Why I had let them down…..again….one more time.

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Posted by on June 24, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

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So It’s been a while

Yeah so it’s been a while since I have blogged something or anything for that matter. Mainly because my life has just gotten really busy the past couple of months. Literally my schedule is get up, eat, go to work, go to the gym in between and sleep.

So what’s been happening?

First, my second novel hopefully should be out by the end of this year. I had intentions of doing the word on the street book festival again this year, but I do not know if my second novel will be out in time for that. Regardless, I will keep my readers up to date with that.

Second, I finally hopped on the bandwagon and joined instagram. My IG is @medsoulbrother. I originally joined this so I can help promote my book and writing but clearly as you will see in my pics, they all centre on humorous things about being a nurse, and just life in general.

Thirdly, I have meaning to do this for LONG LONG LONG TIME (and I will post my next blog about this) but if any of you have not checked out Toronto’s talented artist Shi Wisdom, YOU NEED TO! This woman not only tantalizes her listeners with her emotional voice but her deep lyrics penetrate your mind and soul. I had the opportunity of listening to her album LVPSK and trust me people, this was one is a keeper. Again I will do my next blog on an album review on her.

shiwisdom

Fourthly, another female artist who has been on constant replay on my mp3 player who is also from Toronto is the heart chilling soothing Rochelle Jordan aka ROJO. When listening to her, you will instantly be reminded of Aaliyah though Rochelle Jordan is woman of her own talent and strength. Again I need to do an album review on her.

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Lastly, whenever I have time, I wanted to write a little blog about latest feelings and experience as working as ER Nurse mainly because I have had people ask me how is it being a nurse in general. Again when I have time to breathe (LOL) I will try to write a blog about it.

Stay tuned!!!!

Medsoulbrother
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Posted by on March 16, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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My first Book Signing! Word On The Street Toronto Festival

I am writing this at 4:31am on a Tuesday morning after waking up from an exhausting 12 hour shift at the hospital so I apologize for any grammatical errors you might see in this ..lol

After over a year of delays and more delays and rescheduling I finally was able to have my book signing at the Word  On The Street festival in Toronto, a free book fair where authors, publishers, distributors globally come to promote literacy in all forms.  This was my first time being at this festival and I must say I had a great time!   I only brought around 35 copies of my first novel “Double Deception” in fears that if I brought too much I might have sold that many.   Well that clearly not the case as my devoted friends and family came to support me and plus other on lookers who were very interested in my novel came to purchase copies.  I had one customer who bought 7 copies of my book!!!!  Wowzers!!!!    By the end of the day I was only left with only 2 which was beyond the amount I had originally thought I would sell.

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(Me autographing my book for a reader)

 

Another great thing about the word on the street festival was the amount of networking I did.  Talking with other writers, publishers, agents, those who are interested in writing but do not know where to start, professional writers, etc I must say was blessing.  I am still going through the amount of business cards and contacts as well .  

What I have learned from this experience is something that will definitely bring forward next year (yes I will be dong this again next year with my other novels.)  the main thing I have learned is to be interactive with potential readers. Talking to them, discussing with them and engaging into conversation makes a big difference and it shows your enthusiasm which will influence them.

 

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Again thank to all who supported me and thanks to those who I met that day and connected in one way or another.  The literacy world is a great world to be in!

 

Medsoulbrother,

aka Ford D Barrett

 
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Posted by on September 24, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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