You can take the girl out of the pharmacy, but you can’t take the… uh, desire to come back to visit and send tubes all over the hospital… out of the girl?
You can take the girl out of the pharmacy, but you can’t take the… uh, desire to come back to visit and send tubes all over the hospital… out of the girl?, originally uploaded by Megan_G.
Last Friday, my two best friends and I went out to eat, where I had a little too much to drink and demanded they take me to the hospital pharmacy where we used to work (one still does) so I could say hi to the folks working third shift. The pharmacist working was one of my favorites, and he let me send a tube through the system. I know, thrilling. Except I have been hearing the tube system—for real, not in my head—ever since I left the hospital.
Where I work now, every once in a while someone will go into the art room and cut paper on one of those big cutting boards with the big blade. Even though I know in the back of my mind where the sound is coming from when I hear the blade chomp down on the paper and scrape the metal of the board, every time it does, my mind immediately goes back to my days at the hospital when these tubes would come barreling down the shoot and into the metal container seen here. Making the exact same sound that I hear from the paper cutter at work now.
For the rest of my life, I will hear the tube system. And I’m OK with that.
Cross-posted at Flickr
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