$#*@%#^&!!

I couldn't relax yesterday and when I finally did close my eyes to go to sleep I saw all sorts of gross things from the operating room. I think I got about four hours of sleep. I bought coffee this morning for the zillionth time this quarter. My budget's blown again. I sipped my grande nonfat latte all the way to clinical this morning and through report. I left it in the breakroom and in between giving my little old lady her meds and a bed bath and about a quart of applesauce I would pop in for another sip. Until the 10th time, around 11:15 am, when I walked in and no coffee. That #&&@*!&* nurse must have followed me from the hospital yesterday to this hospital today for the express purpose of throwing away my coffee.