I don’t know if the hospital cafeteria is to blame, or perhaps its the high stress levels, or a flare up of sun-spot activity, but we have some heinous issues with flatus percolating throughout the ED right now.
Just the other morning a senior doctor *trod on a duck* right in the middle of a handover huddle. Actually he trod on 2 ducks and tap danced his way down a line of ducklings.
I had no sooner finished handover than I heard nurse Iain *bust a grumpy* in the vicinity of bed 4.
Later that day I walked into some sort of organo-phosphorus green mist expunged by Nurse Shawn in the Resus room and shortly after that, someone, and I strongly suspect it was Deb, had *opened their lunchbox* behind the triage desk.
People. Someone is going to get hurt here!