Page 12 of Grumpy Sunshine

I’d graduated high school middle of my class.

I’d gone to work straight out of high school to raise enough money to put myself through college without student debt, and I never got past entry level because being a manager took too much time and effort on my part when I didn’t want to be there anyway.

Needless to say, I wasn’t this fantastical person.

There was a reason that Chevy barely noticed me.

“Hello,” Dru said to the patient.“How are we feeling?”

“Be feeling better if you got this sheet changed already,” the patient grumbled.

I looked at Dru, who looked at me, and she smiled.

I’d been here four hours now, with eight hours to go, and I had a feeling this patient was going to by far be the worst.

Generally, we don’t like to take too long to make patients comfortable.

Likely, what had happened was she asked for her bedding to be changed and she’d wanted it done right then and there.

I doubted Dru would’ve dallied.

That wasn’t Dru’s personality.

She was a machine, always making sure that her patients were taken care of.

“I’m sorry for the delay, ma’am,” Dru replied.“We had to wait for a different type of sheet to go on the bed that you have.”

Ahh, that made sense.

The bed that the woman was on wasn’t our normal type of bed.

She likely wouldn’t have fit in the regular ones.

“Well, I asked for help with this over twenty minutes ago,” the patient said defensively.

“Are you ready to get up yet?”Dru asked hopefully.

“I’m not planning on getting up at all,” the patient replied.“You’ll just have to deal with the messes.”

So that was what had happened.

Instead of getting up, she’d likely soiled herself.

Great.

Obese patients weren’t anything new.

But belligerent, mean ones were.

And if this woman wasn’t willing to help at all…

“Dru,” I said.“I’m going to grab a few more hands so we can get this done a little bit faster.”

Dru looked thankful as I hustled my ass out of the room.

I stopped the first male I saw, which happened to be Dr.Marsh.

Ugh.

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