That Itty Bitty Nurse My Mom recently spent 6 weeks in hospital/rehab, so let me start out by confirming what we shitlords/ladies all know is the unfortunate truth -- that the health care profession is infested with fatties. And most of her time was spent in a Medicare Long Term Skilled Nursing Facility in an urban setting; apparently the pickins were slim (haha) when it came to finding well-trained staff that had a clue about professionalism. I will confirm another related truth -- there is a direct inverse correlation between the size of your average health care worker and his/her ability to do his/her job competently, efficiently, and compassionately. I visited my mother every day, and was daily appalled at what she had to endure from the staff. They were 90% overweight, 75% morbidly obese. They were slovenly, lazy, and rude. Incompetent, immature, and ill-tempered. Occasionally a human worker would appear before our eyes, and it was always a magical experience. Her name was ***** (with one N, and I will use her real name because she deserves the recognition) Cindy (and I won't use her real name because she doesn't deserve doxxing) and she was petite, slim, late-40s, and ran circles around all the slack-jawed 20-something hams surrounding her. She was cheerful, compassionate, and gracious. Her appearance and demeanor were of utmost professionalism and we could always count on her getting what we needed (with no mistakes) as quickly as possible. Often she would take it upon herself to fluff a pillow or bring an extra blanket because my Mom "looked chilly".  My Mom was discharged yesterday, and when I arrived to start packing up the stuff she had accumulated in her room, I heard a commotion out in the hallway. One of the other patients -- a hunched-over gray-haired human female -- had wheeled herself out into the hallway. Apparently she was pissed that her call light was being ignored (a routine occurrence unless Cindy was around) and decided to go out and make a scene. I can't blame her; sometimes that was the only way to get some attention in that hellhole. Anyway, she was yelling loudly, over and over, "I want that itty bitty nurse! All you others are just lazy and won't do your job! That itty bitty nurse is the only one who does her job, where is she? I want that itty bitty nurse!". My jaw dropped and I stared at my Mom and we both burst out laughing. She said, "She's talking about Cindy!", I said, "I know, she has to be, hahahaha!". We were already in a good mood because my Mom was so sick of that place and glad to be going home, but this was just the icing on the cake. Edited: because I'm an idiot.