....the Last ROund of night....

how i ended my 3 graveyard shifts?

1st night:
its simple, quiet but lots of "anger" towards the cute yelling auntie.

2nd Night:
muscles developed from pushing patient's bed up and down the hospital. with some sarcastic remarks from overflow doctor for not knowing how to assist him in a procedure.
-maybe he forgot that this nurse is a first timer in THAT KIND of procedure-
n not to forget, the worse combination of the on-call people.

3rd Night:
the F***king call bells are killing and draining us down. screw the person who invents call bells.
n its a bleeding/ diarrhoea changing diapers/bedsheets every hour.
-Should i be angry or what? its entirely not their fault that they have to be in state, but at least a please or a thank you is sufficient enough to make our day-
and at some last minute @ odd hours,
she just stopped breathing! after making SOOOO much noise the entire night.
-somehow, i felt better that she is at a much better place than to suffer from this-

n there goes the tired 3 nights.
not to forget,
my LAST ROUND of night.
in ward 57.

GOODBYE night shift.
GOODBYE all my NICE NIGHT staffs.
GOODBYE that entire nearly 4 years of learning.

n again..
i ask myself..
"am i happy?"