The elevator doors open about 11:30pm and out steps the pizza delivery guy carrying a rather large pizza.
He walks up to the nurses station and asks, "Which way to room 326?"
I sigh, then point down the hall and say, "Down that way, on the right."
Fast forward about an hour........the call bell from room 326 lights up.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes, I need my nurse."
"Can I tell her what you need?"
"No, I just need my nurse to come here."
"I'll let her know."
So down the hall I go to room 326.
"What can I do for you?"
"My stomach hurts. You need to call the doctor and get me something. And on your way out, take this pizza box outta here."
Please note, just because you are tired of your 1800 calorie diabetic diet and snarf down an entire large pizza, I am not going to call your doctor and ask him for something for your stomach. Thank you, that is all.