Fridays are, definitely, a cookie night. Since February, every Friday night has been insane. Last night, I wished I would have taken cookies to work to deal with the stress…LOL. The stress is not that bad for me, but I could tell the nurses were stressed out.
They are BUSY when we are full. It’s probably a three martini night (or the whole vodka bottle) when it’s respiratory season and they are constantly being pulled in different directions, because all the patients need help at the same time.
Now, I know take cookies on Fridays.