Why do you hate Italians?

I don't actually hate Italians. It is just not much happens to me in a day. Then you try to make something interesting out of fairly boring shit...and well I guess I talk a lot of smack to make up for it.

I mean I totally respect the Italians. They make tiny cups of coffee. Their country is shaped like a funk-me boot. What is not to love?

Today, on the other hand, all kinds of cool stuff happened. I watched a nurse do an IV push of Adenosine. This drug is designed to stop a beating heart in order to readjust a rhythm. Every once in awhile I lose sight of why Western medicine is so cool, but then something like this comes along. Health through clean living, proper eating, exercise, and meditation. Why bother? Your heart gets out of whack, we will cold stop that shit and get it back on track.

Then I got to care for a guy with an all-time record number of tubes coming out of him. Moving from head-to-toe:
Nasogastric tube
Dobhoff
tracheostomy
chest tube
G-tube
J-tube
Picc Line
Foley Catheter

There were a few orificies left, but we pretty well covered them after even making a few new ones of our own.

And then we had the lunatic:

Jake: You want to watch this or something different?
Patient Z: Well you got cartoons and cartoons about n------
Jake: O.K. I am fine with this

Jake: Your wife will be here in a little while.
Patient Z: I could be here till 6 with my dick in my ass
Jake: (no comment)

They don't teach you a response to that one in nursing school. At least not in my bachelor's program.

p.s. Allesandro Pettachi is a lightweight