Nursing in the Family (Kath's Shower Room Streak) by George

Kath had risen to the ranks of Sister. She thought she’d be respected more if she behaved like some of the older fashioned Sisters. As a staff nurse and student nurse she’d always been the life and soul of parties and pranks. The first few months of her new appointment saw all her friends disown her and staff morale on the unit plummet.

One Friday evening Kath was due to go out to a special function straight after work. She decided to take her evening dress etc into work and shower and change on the unit’s observation ward that had a separate shower room. Her big mistake was to tell everyone days before that she intended to do it. On Friday she left the unit a few minutes before end of shift telling staff to do the hand over. She went into the shower room strip off her uniform and hung out her evening ware. The shower room is quite large. It has a clear floor space then a wall with a section cut out at each end and then a curtain off shower unit that you can get three or four people in at once or one person laying on a stretcher.

The outer door had a lock on it that made Kath know doubt feel safe. However, she hadn’t realised that the outside panel had a slit in it which allowed you to open the lock from the outside using a screwdriver or has we found out some years later when I joined the unit a fifty pence piece. The staff had removed the curtain, which should have warned Kath, but at the time she thought nothing of it.

Kath had her shower and reached for her towel that she’d placed over the wall. She thought it had dropped down to the other side so walked around from the shower into the room part. No towel. She said she just at first was confused but still not worried. She thought she must have left it in her bag or with her other things and she’d just thought she’d put it over the wall. She then looked to the wall where her stuff was hanging to see it completely empty. It was now that she twigged.

She hung around in the room for a while hoping that someone would return with her stuff. No one did. It was obviously getting on now and her hubby was coming at nine to pick her up and she didn’t want to explain her state to him. So she went to the door a slowly opened it. The observation ward seemed empty but see could not see all the far side from the small crack in the door so she pulled it open some more. No it was empty thank god. It was then that she noticed that a lot of planning had gone into this since all the beds had been stripped. So they wouldn’t afford her any thing to protect her.

Kath knew she was really stuck but figured they would have left her, her things somewhere to hand she just needed to go out and look for them. So she hesitantly ventured out into the observation ward. The only bit of the ward she could she was the closest wall of the cutout nurses station. Since their where plenty of hooks there to hang boards etc she felt sure this is where her stuff would be.

So still drip wet she looked quickly up the corridor to the double doors at the end no one was there so she tip toed over to the nurse’s station. This had been rendered inert too there nothing to cover herself with. Kath was now getting very worried. She realised why she was been treated this way but thought that normally by now anyone else would have been put out of her misery. She looked at the wall clock it said nine o’clock. Hubby would be here shortly to pick her up. She then thought that her stuff might have been put in the end sluice. She quickly looked up and down the ward to the double doors at either end then made for the little sluice. Once a gain she was out of look no clothes and anything that could of offered her cover had been locked up or taken elsewhere.

Kath was desperate now and decided to make her way back to the nurse’s station and call the main nurse’s station and ask for her stuff back. She managed to make the nurse’s station and call the main nurse’s station. They took their time in answering and basically got Kath to agree to stop being an old Sister. They then had her wait in the shower room until they brought her, her clothes.

When they knock on the door they had hung her stuff up over the central bay. She had to walk out to the bay and dress there with some 20 pairs of eyes watching her. Not to show any alarm she just strode out as if she did this every day and acted, as she didn’t care. Showing them everything.