It’s an emergency Blog Post #54. It seems that my book has been leaked to the public early. I was planning to have it published for February 1st but someone close to my inner circle has betrayed me. The investigation known as “Nursing-Leaks” has begun.

It’s a Medical Condition

So in trying to figure out how to self publish my book, I ended up publishing my book sooner than I was planning. I suffered from premature publication. It is a bit embarrassing and I didn’t want anyone to know… then “Nursing-leaks” happened. What’s a Roy to do?

Words of Wisdom

1. If you want something kept on the DL, don’t tell anyone. Stay quiet and keep the Roys level to a minimum. Trust no one… not even your wife who you thought loved you.
2. You should buy my book. It supports this crazy blog and website. You can get either the hard copy traditional book with tree entrails or the digital copy good for tablets, laptops, desktop computers, and kindle devices etc.

Buy Nursing: The Funny Side of the Bedside

If you’re in the Vancouver area and looking to have your book signed, there are plans for a book release party in the new year. Thanks to everyone who supported me in this endeavor. It was a lot of fun.

Here’s a couple ending jokes. These didn’t make the cut for my book, Nursing: The Funny Side of the Bedside. I’m not entirely sure why but they didn’t seem to work. Enjoy.
The doctor had ordered for my colleague’s patient to stop drinking Boost due to diarrhea. Later in the shift, my colleague asked me to help her with a boost to get the patient further up the bed.
I said no. The doctor said no more boost.
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I was on a brewery crawl (shocking, I know). At one brewery, they offered that I could try samples of every beer one by one. They had amazing beer with great names.
They had the “Take Your Sleeping Pilsner”, the “Porter-a-Cath”, the “Pull the Chest Tube Stout”, and “Big Hug IPA”.
When we got to the IPA, the bartender said, “Ok. It’s Hug Time!”
Oh thanks. But I’ll just have the beer.
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If those jokes didn’t make it, what’s left must be pure gold.
My Editor: “Roy, you spelled crap wrong.”