Posted by Stephonski on May 28, 2002 at 02:48
Recently, whilst on shift at the accident and emergengy unit where I work as a nurse I had an interesting scenario happen to me.
We had gone to morning tea, and as you do, we'd all had our fair share of coffee. I needed to pee before I had gone to morning tea, however I decided to hold it until the end, as I didn't want to miss out on the cake that was on offer for the day. Normally if your the last one on tea you miss out.
We were towards the end of morning tea, and I was just about to go and relieve myself, when we were all called back on shift, as a patient had just gone into cardiac arrest.
I went dirrectly to the emergency unit, where I was rostered for the day, almost forgeting that I was dying for a pee. As I got there they were just transfering the patient on to the ressus table, and I got landed the job of record nurse (the nurse who records all drugs and procedures used throughout the emergency).
There wasn't much for me to do, except just stand there and take a few notes every now and then. I've had plenty of hands on experience in these situations, so there was nothing going on that really interested me, so I had plenty of time to think about how badly I needed to go and pee.
I could see a urine bottle at the back of the room, and that was starting to look like one of my best options. Being the records nurse, you can't leave or hand over the job, as I have to sign on and off the code.
I started to shuffle slightly from side to side, trying to take my mind off the fact that my bladder was full. However I knew I didn't have much time.
After 20 minutes or so, the team had managed to revive that patient, and were attempting to stabilise him.
I could feel urine starting to leak from my penis, and the situation for me had become serious. I had to pee now. Finally the consultant (head doctor) anounced that the patient could be transfered to Intensive care, and I was able to sign off on the code. The moment I signed off I threw down the paper work and ran towards the nearest toilet. As I ran through the door I could see that two other nurses had the same idea, and they were both headed towards the ladies. The men's staff toilet only has one toilet in it, however luckily most of the staff on duty were female, so they would be left to fight it out in the ladies loos.
As I headed down the corridor, I slowed to an almost crawl, fearing that the pressure on my bladder would force me to let go in the open. As I staggered down the corridor, one of the nurses bolted from the ladies and into the mens. I was fucked!
I finally got inside, and cursed the female who had invade the privacy of the men's room. I could hear a voice say that the ladies was full, and that I'd have to wait.
I knew I couldn't wait, so I took the next best option - the sink. I opened my fly, moved my jocks to one side, released my penis and just sprayed urine into the sink. I peed for what seemed like minutes.
Because of the desperation of the situation, and the fact that I was feeling so relieved, I failed to realise that the other nurse had finished, and was standing beside me, smilling. She just stood there watching me until I finished. She wasn't a bad sort either, the kind of woman that could turn a man (or another women) on.
When I finally finished she looked me straight in the eye and said "don't forget to wash your hands".
I didn't know whether to feel turned on or die of embarassement.
When we got back to the emergency room, it was the two of us who had the job of transefering the patient to the Intensive care unit. All the way there she just kept looking at me and smiling. Never once saying a word.
I felt turned on by the whole episode, as the thought of a woman wanting to watch me pee is such a great turn on. I'd love to do it again some time.
For the record the patient did survive, and is expected to make a full recovery, however I'm not sure I'll be so determined to get to morning tea next time.
Email: stephonski@excite.com