I'm just going to come out and say it: I was holding one of our pediatric patients this morning when he managed to pee through his diapers and all over me. I changed him and quickly went downstairs to change myself, only to realize I was wearing my last set of scrubs and didn't have a way to get a new pair. My only option at this point was to strip down to turn in my scrubs in order to get one credit, then borrow a new pair wearing nothing but my boxers and my white coat. I was so horrified, all I could do was wander around the second floor aimlessly.
And then, deux ex machina! Dane happened to come into the OR and let me use his ID to borrow a pair of scrubs. So here I sit, no longer covered in urine. Long live Great Dane!
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