So, here I am for the last of my three part documentary... Oh, no. Wait. This isn't a documentary. That would be on Peanuts, and I haven't really had the time to think that one through yet. Anyway, this is the third of three posts for the day. That's right. I remember now. Now don't get corn-fused. You aren't supposed to do that, remember?
Here, my friends, is a picture of the World's Greatest Medical Oncology Nurse:
Now, wait just a Peanut-eatin' minute here. Isn't that the Goatmother in that picture? The Goatmother who doesn't have her picture taken? Surely that must be a stunt double. At any rate, don't hurt yourself trying to figure it out. Just know that the really important person is the one on the right. That is the World's Greatest Medical Oncology Nurse. She is so great that Muhammad Ali would say he's merely the sufficientest. She is so great, the Wall of China would call itself only outstanding. She's so great ... oh, well, maybe I'm getting a little carried away. Who me?
Honestly, this woman is the best. She is right there for her patients, and trust me when I say that no one, and I do mean NO ONE, messes with her charges. To do so would be like spitting in the face of a hurricane. She always makes time, even when there's no time to be had, and every patient ends up feeling like they are the only one. I ask you, how many times in life does that happen? This one's a treasure for sure.
Daisy: "What kind of a garden do you come from? "
Alice: "Oh, I don't come from any garden. "
Daisy: "Do you suppose she's a wildflower?" - Alice In Wonderland