The post-it reads “There should be a support group for those who have been harmed by a full moon.”
Yeah, I know the full moon was over a week ago. And I definitely wasn’t harmed by the moon because it was my night off.
But.
This is very true. Especially for the call team that had the full moon that was ALSO a lunar eclipse.
Talk about being double damned.
As a rule, the OR folk are superstitious.
Full moons.
Friday the 13th.
Step on a crack.
All sorts.
In my experience, there is something about a full moon.
Ask Labor and Delivery, they’ll tell you about the increase in labor. After all, the moon works on all bodies of water, including amniotic fluid.
Am I superstitious?
Yep.
The Q word that rhymes with riot is especially hated.
And a Facebook memory just reminded me of a pair of shoes that I got rid of years ago because of the undue influence on the schedule, call and otherwise.
Superstitions are okay. Breeds healthy skepticism and all that.
And if one more person whispers the Q word in my presence, I will absolutely let them have the consequences. I’ve recently broken my 15 year not calling in sick record, and I will again.
Dispatches from the Evening Shift 