"Just One More For The Road!"
Twenty minutes before coming off work this morning, one of the staff approached me to say that Mr. P (not his real name) couldn't breathe. I rushed to the room with the vitals equipment, and counted a full minute of respirations - 12. Not good. But the resident is on Morphine (with specifics), has end-stage Congestive Heart Failure, and is basically on hospice. Long story short, I got him straightened out.
Snags like this RIGHT when you're ready to leave ONE part of yourself to morph into quite another, and reverse and change roles for the day just makes me sigh "Just one more for the road!"
Sorry, I am very new to this LINK and am not quite sure if I had to explain my six words, but I did anyway.
Just one more for the road for you guys, haha! Blessings to you, and do come share yours!!