Dark humor isn’t cruelty—it’s survival. From the Army to EMS to nursing, it’s the only way I’ve made sense of the senseless. If you’re shocked, that’s fine—my mom and my dog get it, and they’re the only jury that matters.
Tag: Nurse Life
Fishing, Radroaches, and Nursing Regrets
During a nice relaxing evening fishing in the wasteland between nukes, I had a few odd thoughts running through my mind. I get a lot of time to think and hash through some of the day’s more esoteric questions. For example, what would you have the toughest time doing in the wasteland? I think mine …
Nurseferatu and the Weight of Secrets
I feel like I’ve coasted all day, drifting between sleepiness and scattered thoughts. Before retirement, I worked mostly night shifts for over a decade. I was glad to take them—after all, I’ve always been something of a Nurseferatu. Today, I had a visit from some good friends passing through on their way to Burning Man. …
Here We Go Again: Fallout, Failure, and Figuring It Out
As anyone who knows me well will tell you, I’ve been knee-deep in Fallout 76 lately. It’s the most current version of the series, and while it has its flaws, it also offers ongoing development, which keeps it engaging. Occasionally I jump back into one of the older games—nostalgia’s a hell of a drug—but right …
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