This past weekend I was incredibly ill on Friday night. By 3 am on Saturday morning, I woke up the Asst. Zookeeper for him to drive me down to the hospital. Due to being so sick, I didn't even bother with putting on my glasses. I simply didn't care.
Upon arrival at the hospital, I went through the typical triage area and then was taken back to be seen. Amazingly, this all went very rapidly and everyone was very nice! I saw the doctor and he decides what he is going to do. Part of his plan was an IV for fluids because I was so terribly dehydrated. Doctor say that the nurse will be right in to get it started.
In walks the nurse. I opened my eyes enough to verify if the shape was male or female. Male. Definitely my age or younger. He was very polite as he moved around the room. Then he asked if I still taught at McCort.
Huh? I haven't been at McCort since spring of 2004. And I'm not wearing my glasses, so I can't even see who this guy is. He casually says that I was his math teacher.
And now it's time for my IV! Kudos to Travis (who's name I remembered shortly thereafter) for not spending an hour or more digging for my nonexistent veins. He actually was very good at his job.
When he finished taping down the tubing and had everything situated, I told him he was now the envy of every high school student in the world. What student wouldn't LOVE to stab their math teacher with a needle!?!?
What teacher doesn't dread the day that a past student is part of the "real world." We remember you as a teenager or younger. It's always a frightening thought! And my old student was my nurse!
PS - Travis, you were a great nurse. The IV was well done. Congratulations on turning into who you are! Welcome out into the real world. :)
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