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I've grown accustom to the abudant supply of cookies, chocolates, and other treats readily available at nurses stations throughout the hospital during the holidays. Now that the holiday season is over, so is the supply of these treats. I've slowly built up a dependence, and not being able to ingest a sugary treat on an hourly basis has lead to the development of some low-level anxiety. It will take some time before my body adjusts to a normal feeding schedule. Until then, I need to find ways to cope with my mind-numbing cravings.
I find myself surveying and scrounging around nurses stations for free treats like a desperate crack whore. Trying to find something sweet and edible that will soothe the constant sense of need. Funny thing is that I am not alone. I often run into other residents snooping around nurses stations with identical motives, their faces holding the same look of desperation as mine.
I find myself surveying and scrounging around nurses stations for free treats like a desperate crack whore. Trying to find something sweet and edible that will soothe the constant sense of need. Funny thing is that I am not alone. I often run into other residents snooping around nurses stations with identical motives, their faces holding the same look of desperation as mine.
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