Blue Balls

I'm two posts away from that blogging break I want to take. This one has been sitting in my drafts - it was delayed because of "the spectacle".

On the weekend before last, the LDRP (Labor/Delivery/Recovery/Postpartum) nurses at the hospital where I'm currently working put up the unit Christmas tree.

I arrived late that Saturday morning for nursery rounds and was able to view the completely decorated tree.

It had two very large bows at the top . . . one pink and one light blue . . . white lights . . . and pink & silver balls.

Pink and silver?

"Hummmmmm . . .", I said to no one in particular. "This tree is missing something very important."

The nurses on-duty were perplexed. Some of them came closer to look over the tree. They had no idea what I was talking about.

" Think about it ladies. Look at the balls. This tree has no blue balls.", I said. Much laughter and hilarity ensued.

I went so far as to get an order form, and write out an "order" for the unit managers to get some blue balls on that tree before I got back from break.

And/so, when I arrived back this morning, there were blue balls on the tree. It was quite beautiful and lended the tree the proper "balance" it needed (at least in my opinion). The nurses were all very proud of themselves. I was stopped several times in the hall, by a variety of staffers, and asked if my "order" had been filled.

Apparently, it was the talk of the hospital.

Of course, it wouldn't be the first time I was the topic of conversation on a hospital ward.