One After Another,After Another,After another..Then one More

Weekends tend to be that way for me.

Lol ... lung biscuits. That's what we call them in the lab.

A speedy recovery to you, Charlie!

No shortage this year but thanks for the offer!

Containers of poop that look like egg drop soup also seem common.

Tons of swabs with strange, gooey globs ... ok that's enough. Lol

That's when I switch over a little more to the cigars ... except for early in the morning.

Looks like an electric bong man. Would have loved this back in the day. 

My nebulizer is an antique that I inherited from my MIL. Big beige plastic box, probably from the early 70's. It sure was handy when I had the flu.
As for the OP, I have days when I just want to smoke one bowl after another, then I go for a week without having a bowl.

I agree.

Too many series hook you in starting out great and at some point they think that they have to titillate the audience.... just show the actors walk into a bedroom and close the door, I can figure it out from there.

Not in a hurry to eat egg drop soup anytime soon!

I was trained at all the sections of the hospital lab, too. School closed down due to being in a once rich but now poor area. Did a lot of Bacti. Forty years ago, several careers ago, too. Long but wonderful life.

I did a lot of blood typing and matching. Unlike  big hospitals we may have run blood types a couple times a day.

I mentioned to Lady Margaret that she reminded me of one boss I had. It was at one of the hospitals that this boss worked at, may she RIP. Could not have asked to work for a better person. Taught me about the Bible, but could be as ribald as they come sitting around a circle smoking her pipe 

Yeah, quite the little chemist sometimes. Spectrophotometer doesn't pass the spell test anymore. Learned on a Leitz Colorimeter. Always used to ask that stupid Seventies Question, where were you when the Leitz went out.

As to bacti, I could sniff Pseudomonas all day, but the smell of an autoclave killed me. For those who don't know, Pseudomonas a. smelled like grape wine

We had a small morgue and I used to assist in autopsies, as the Path was a tiny lady. Word of advice: When pulling out intestines of someone who died with a full stomach, do not puncture. 

The morgue was by the back steps that the third shift housekeeping dept went through. One night one of my minions and I blew up some rubber gloves and stuck them to the drawer doors as if trying to escape. Sat back. Waited. Screams. Denials by me to the head of the hospital the next day

Haven't had to stick anyone in quite awhile but did a lot of it back in the day. It's like riding a bike and when I need to its still there. Our Phlebotomists and Lab Assistants do all the draws but I am responsible for their training in properly banding patients who may be transfused. Once or twice a week I work in the main lab running either the Chemistry or Hematology department to keep up the skills.

My wife is a phlebotomist and is going back to school  to be a MLT.

Mad Men titillated from the beginning. Provocative being a better word. And if one felt it glamorized infidelity, it certainly didn't white-wash the aftermath.