The Night Shift.

They called from the OR,
We need this blood STAT.
Can you get it to us,
In two seconds flat?

Are you crazy
Is what I want to say.
It is not possible,
No how, no way.

We're working on it,
As fast as we can.
You could've called ahead,
Even tried to plan.

The patient is bleeding,
The doctor tells me.
No shit is my thought,
This is the blood bank, can't you see.

More platelets and blood,
And some FFPs
What else can there be,
Please no cryos to unfreeze.

My shifts finally over,
To the next shift the news.
Now I'll stagger on home,
For a well deserved snooze.


You didn't this was going to be all serious I hope. :)

Left Unsaid

Often times the words aren't heard,
They are said in the head
Where left unsaid.

Some aren't bothered,
If they stay locked up there
With the owner, the only one to care.

For the minds soul,
Words stew and churn
A lesson oft painful to learn.

To speak take a risk,
Left inside is not healthy
Words aren't just a perk of the wealthy.

So listen to what I have to say,
It might surprise you
And give you a clue.

To what I am,
Inside my head
Always there and not so easily read.