I have been a ‘murse,’ a male nurse, since 1990. I work in an area that has few fellow male RN’s. I work in a neonatal ICU, a NICU. It isn’t the job I thought I would do when I graduated from nursing school, but it clearly is the job God has for my heart.
The NICU I work in is large, with many separate areas branched across a portion of the hospital between two floors. We employ something like 175+ RN’s. We work long shifts and most of the time work only 3 shifts per week. The chances of working with the same someone repeatedly is not realized often.
Meet Roger. He is a brother colleague, now designated as a ‘brolleague.’ He has worked day shift since I began working in this particular NICU. He is spending a spell on nights this year. This has afforded us the opportunity to work together.
Our first night in the same section of the unit, we spontaneously took a picture. I didn’t know if we would work together again. Being the character I am, I made the pic into a quick man cave meme and put in on our private NICU page on the face place.
Then we had the pleasure of working together again and found we had a bit in common. Coffee, as you can see, was one of them. We are both fathers, love to BBQ, love our job, and like to laugh about goofy crap. This necessitated another meme and posting on the NICU private page on the face place.
We discovered we failed in our bro code to drink beer on a day off. We rectified that situation quickly at a local brewery.
We then worked together a third time and that is when I codified the NICU Murses phrase onto a necessary meme for our NICU group. I doubt I’m original with that wording, but a beer convinces me of many things.
I thought I would give you a glimpse into uncommon world of NICU Murses.
Meanwhile, we have beer to drink and babies to fatten up so they can go home.