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No Wonder I'm A Sick Fuck

Hope this doesn't offend anyone, just have to get it off my chest.

Iíve smelled burned flesh, blood, shit, piss, puke, bacterial infections, and toxic chemicals.

Iíve sorted body parts after a terrorist bombing knowing that one of the bodies could be my father.

Iíve remained professional and nonjudgmental while working with a man who sodomized his six-month old daughter.

Iíve sat with a woman and convinced her that the unrecognizable person in the burn unit is her 18-year-old son, who will not survive.

Iíve watched a man have a stroke because of the medication I gave him to dissolve the blood clot in his coronary artery.

Iíve administered 360 joules of electrical energy to a womanís chest, over and over again, knowing there is no chance for survival.

Iíve stayed with a patient until he died after we stopped the ventilator, then cried with the family and prepared the body for the morgue.

Iíve heard the cries of a 20-year-old girl who miscarried in the seventh month.

Iíve started an IV on a convicted murderer.

Iíve stood watch in the trauma center when the president was in town, hoping some wacko wouldnít choose tonight to assassinate.

Iíve felt ribs break while doing CPR.

Iíve done mouth to mouth on a man in cardiac arrest whose arm was amputated at the shoulder from an motor vehicle collision.

Iíve felt skin come off the wrist of the body I was removing from a house fire.

Iíve cracked jokes while removing the tattoo of a swastika from a white supremacistís burned shoulder.

Iíve started an IV in a drug addictís penis because it was the only vein he hadnít used.

Iíve had a patientít finger come off in my hand during a burn dressing.

Iíve taken care of a mob style shooting victim before PD arrived, knowing that the shooter could still be out there and I might have a target on my back.

Iíve laughed, joked, shouted and cried while listening to the equally horrific stories of firemen, policemen, nurses, doctors and soldiers over pizza and beer.

No wonder I'm a sick fuck.
Written by Kinkpoet
Author's Note
One of my earliest poems. I began writing poetry as a way to cope with job related stress and PTSD.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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