Clean and Thankful

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I was a senior in highschool.   I went to school half a day and then worked at the hospital as a nurses aid.  

I was feeling so chipper that day at work.  I had on a brand uniform.  It was a pink dress.   I had a brand new pair of white hose and a brand new pair of white nursing shoes on.   I felt good.  I felt crisp and clean. 

I was just going around thanking God for my comfortable shoes and nice uniform.   I just felt all that.  

As I began to make my rounds, I went into an elderly man's room.   He was supposed to be restrained so he would not get out of bed.

I stood at the end of the bed and asked my patient how he was doing.   I went to move and my foot went into something very slick.  The next thing I knew, I was on the floor and this stuff was on my leg.  I looked down to find that my patient had moved his bed over, done the bad job and then moved his bed back over the bad job. 

I got up to find that my new shoe was covered.  My hose were messed up to the knees and there was this horrible aroma.  Needless to say, I had a prideful fall and I got to wear scrubs the rest of the day.