Patient: Hey there gal!! Whatta ya say you and I blow this pop stand and head down to the cafeteria for some chocolate cake? My treat!
Nurse (AKA Me): I would LOVE some chocolate cake right now. But unfortunately we can't do that:(
Patient: Well why the hell not? A pretty little gal like you deserves some chocolate cake. Especially on the arm of a fine man like myself!
Me: First of all, you're very sick and shouldn't be hanging out in the cafeteria. Second of all, you're a diabetic! You can't be eating all that chocolate, your sugar is already too high!
Patient: Honey, my leg is rotting off, my nuts are the size of a grapefruit, and I've had diarrhea for 3 months now. Do you really think a little chocolate cake is going to hurt at this point? Besides, that's what they make insulin for!
Now that's what I call optimism!! I made sure that Mr. Fiesty got some chocolate cake on his lunch tray that day and I sat with him and we watched Sportscenter as he enjoyed each and every bite. Then, I gave him some insulin:)