Grey's Anatomy: The Nurse's Station

Strippers, Booty Calls, & Sex in a Bathroom

So - I was working a super early shift this morning, and… did you know the Chief has taken to power-walking (after hours) around the hospital floors? It’s pretty hilarious, actually. And kind of endearing. And a little bit sad, since – though the Chief would probably be horrified to know we all know this, but – he’s been crashing in his office the past few nights. Word is his wife has kicked him out of the house. Poor guy.

Meanwhile – he isn’t the only one around here going stir crazy. Dr. Burke’s still here as a patient, and – while Burke seems pretty Zen about it all, Dr. Yang is getting a little nutty. I don’t think she quite knows how to handle having Burke incapacitated, tucked into a hospital bed, unable to be the Preston Burke we’ve all come to know… 

I think that’s why she decided to give him an impromptu strip tease before rounds this morning.

Ahhh… the things I see around here early in the morning. 

The best part, though, was that she asked Nurse Tyler to guard the door. Slipped him a few bucks to be her look out. Now, I’m not saying I deliberately assigned Tyler to the patient who was ready to code because I saw a handsomely dressed couple (who could only have been Burke’s parents) walking down the hall toward Burke’s room, but – Nevermind. Who am I kidding? Yes I did. I totally assigned Tyler to that patient knowing that Tyler would probably get pulled away from guarding Burke’s door.

It’s just a happy coincidence that Burke’s parents arrived at the same time. I love it when things work out better than expected! 

The nice thing about an early morning shift, is that I get off early too! Today I decided to swing by and visit with my pal Joe before heading home. It was earlyish, though, since I had been at work since dawn o’clock – and, as I arrived at Joe’s, I saw this funniest thing…

Addison Shepherd was outside the bar. She looked – well – not like herself. She was in sweats, for one thing. A far cry from her usual designer duds. And she was wearing this goofy hat, which was what caught my eye first. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her without absolutely perfect looking hair (which is QUITE the accomplishment, by the way, given the weather in Seattle. I mean – honestly. Who can avoid the frizzies when it rains ALL the time around here?) and –Addison was drunk. Talking – well, more like slurring – into her cell phone. Something about “the next flight out can be here by 10” and a few things I don’t really feel comfortable repeating, but I think it’s enough to say – it sounded an awful lot like she was making… a booty call.

 

I didn’t catch much more, as I was on my way into the bar - where Izzie Stevens had just arrived with baskets and baskets full of the most delicious muffins I’ve ever tasted. I’m telling you – if she doesn’t plan on coming back to the hospital, she should open up her own bakery or something because…Yum. Very tasty muffins.

But the most unexpected part of my night was as I was leaving – when I tried to use Joe’s restroom before heading home for the night. 

I couldn’t get in. The door was locked, and I was about to just stand there and wait, when I heard what I can only describe as some really happy, hot & heavy bumping & grinding going on in that bathroom. Hello. Who ever was in that stall was clearly having a very good, very loud time. I mean – Damn. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t just a little bit jealous.

But I didn’t hang out to see who was in there – my bladder was too full. So, I hurried home– but not before giving Joe the heads up that he’d probably want to really really clean those stalls tonight. And maybe check for used condoms.

Black Panties Update

OK – ever since Addison Shepherd pinned those mysterious black panties onto the bulletin board, the other nurses and I have been wondering – whose are they, and where did Addison find them????

So – I decided to investigate. I volunteered to cover extra shifts in the neo natal wing, close to Addison, close to her cases – and out of all that closeness - this is what I’ve learned: apparently, after the Prom, Derek lent Addison his tuxedo jacket at the end of the night. Understandable. I mean – I was there; it was a chilly night.

And… at some point, Addison slipped her hands into the pockets, only to discover – a pair of black panties she did NOT recognize. She didn’t mention them to Derek. She just sat there, on the bed, looking at them for a long long while, and…

Next thing we know – the panties are posted under Lost and Found.

Now, given all that info – I think it’s pretty damn clear whose panties those must be, but – what I love is that Addison obviously wants everyone else to know too. Otherwise – why would she put them up on the bulletin board?

So that’s the update on the panties. You asked. I investigated. And now you know.

I just can’t wait until Meredith Grey sees them!

Post Prom. Post Denny. Post… Everything.

The plague. Is it just me, or does mention of something like “the plague” bring to mind ancient diseases and outdated Medieval hospitals? Not… you know, something that could actually HAPPEN. Not at my hospital. Not today. And yet – here it is. Or, here it possibly is… The guys in the hazmat suits don’t seem to know for sure yet – but they certainly are doing a good job of freaking everybody out.

Especially poor George O’Malley. He and Dr. Shepherd have been quarantined in the locker room for hours…

Oh – right. Sorry. Forgot to start with a Hello so… Hello! Debbie here. Back at work (despite my aching feet and a killer hangover) reporting in from The Nurse’s Station… Can’t believe it’s only been a few hours since last night. It feels so much longer…

You know how there are mornings when it’s just impossible to get up? When it takes all your energy – and usually several WHAPS of the snooze button just to open your eyes, let alone get out of bed?

That was NOT my morning today. I barely slept last night. Tossed and turned all damn night. I was anxious. I kept waking up. The way you wake up every hour the night before a big trip - like that. Only I wasn’t going anywhere today – just here. To work. To face the fallout, Post- Prom. Post-Denny. Post… everything.

I remember the last time I felt like this. Seems like ages ago now. It was the day this particular batch of surgical interns began their first day here at Seattle Grace. For some reason, this group – more than others – stood out. They were different. And I just knew – they were going to change things around this hospital… for good.

I guess it goes without saying, right? That they have?

FLASHBACK – The Surgical Interns: Day One.

George O’Malley: got lost on his way to the locker room. He walked past me at the nurse’s station easily seven or eight times before he finally stopped and asked us for directions. I wonder if he remembers that the person he asked was Nurse Olivia?

Cristina Yang: parked her motorcycle in a no-parking zone. I tried to get the bike towed – I mean, there are rules for a reason. Interns have to learn to obey them right off the bat… Only, when she realized what was happening, she went out and yelled at the towing guy so harshly that – to this day – he refuses to tow from the Seattle Grace lot.

Izzie Stevens: arrived three hours early. Which – for an early morning intern shift is seriously early. She was in before I was that day. And she brought little gift baskets of muffins for all of the nurses. I immediately dubbed her a kiss ass, but – after I tasted her baked goods, I decided that maybe a little ass kissing could be a good thing.

Alex Karev: I met him on the elevator, when he burped. Loudly. Didn’t try to excuse himself… didn’t even seem to care. He just laughed. He was so damn cocky. Funny thing is – that was the same elevator he and O’Malley would later get stuck in…

Meredith Grey: She was late her first day of work. Not super late – but she was definitely in a rush. I saw her when she first came in, and – I knew her the moment I saw her. She looked so much like her mother, I would have recognized her anywhere…

But back to today.

Izzie Stevens is really REALLY gone. I half expected her to walk in here today, even after everything that happened last night, but… No. She’s gone. She quit the program. And clearly Meredith and Cristina stayed home to take care of her today because – I haven’t seen them at all either.

Hold on - Karev’s right here, talking to Olivia – saying that Izzie has locked herself into her bathroom, and – No. That can’t be right? She’s refusing to take off her Prom dress?

Meanwhile – I am sitting not far away from where the locker room was sealed off for the quarantine. I can hear Dr. Shepherd and O’Malley talking in there – I don’t think they realize just how well their voices are carrying…

A second ago, George tried to get Derek to feel his head. (George is convinced he’s been infected.) And now…

Now George is beginning to recite his living will.

Ok – great. Sounds like Izzie gets George’s entire vintage t-shirt collection. And Meredith is getting all of his albums. Oh – and his emergency cash for his portion of next month’s rent. (It’s stashed in his sock drawer.) Well – that’s nice. George is leaving Alex Karev his bar tab at Joe’s… I’m sure Alex will be overjoyed.

Hmm. I wonder what he’s leaving Callie?

Well, the quarantine is still on, but my shift is over, so… it’s time for me to head home—WOW! McDreamy must have just been released because he literally just sprinted right by me and out of the hospital— wonder where he’s off to in such a hurry?

Holy Crap. You are not going to believe this – but Addison Shepherd just thumb-tacked a pair of black panties onto the Lost & Found bulletin board. Lovely.

This is Debbie, signing off – sure to be back soon with more to report – Post- Plague, Post-Panties, Post… everything else.

The Write Stuff

Jane Austen. Shakespeare. Danielle Steel. Nurse Debbie.

Now, I’m not one to brag – but I just can’t sit on this news any longer. I want you to go out, swing by your local bookstore, and browse the (sure to be) bestsellers because – I am a published author!!!! My name. My words. My thoughts – on your bookshelves.

My buddy Joe and I realized that – since we spend all day gossiping with each other already, we might as well share the juicy details with all of you. We put together a little “He Said, She Said” manuscript about, what else? Those sex-crazed-surgery-hungry-too-good-looking-for-words Doctors at Seattle Grace.

We’re talking about way more than the blogs you guys read already – we included our IM conversations, our previously un-published behind-the-scenes observations – hell, I even threw in a few of the Surgery Floor’s Lunchtime Polls. My favorite? The poll asking everyone where their favorite place is to Get BUSY in the hospital!

Here’s a link if you’re interested.

And, as a first time Nurse-Turned-Publishing-Guru, I welcome any & all feedback from my loyal readers. Especially which parts of the book you liked the best, because – after all – who knows if there may be a sequel???

Will write more soon…

-Nurse / Published Author-ess Debbie