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So my friend Nana Prah is taking part in a blog tour to promote her hospital romance Destiny Mine. Nana and I have more in common than just writing - we're both nurses, and therefore we tend to laugh at the same thing. She promised me a special post for her blog tour, and I think she delivered. Give it a read and see what you think...and keep going, because there's a $20 Rafflecopter giveaway at the end.
The truth about nursing humorNurses have a, well, let’s just say peculiar sense of humor.
When we get together in a huddle during a rare break, it’s on. People outside of the nurse’s circle don’t always get us. Okay, we may look like angels in scrubs, but we tend to be worse than sailors when we aren’t speaking to a patient. Not just with the cursing, but with our choice of topics.
Sex being high on the list.
What body part has a nurse has never seen? Penises and vaginas of all types. Yes we make fun of them at times, but only the body part. It’s rare that we remember who it was connected to. It’s one of the things we do for stress relief. Sometimes our conversations are subtle while other times they are downright bawdy.
One of my co-workers years ago took a towel and started telling a story about Thanksgiving and a turkey. By the time she ended, she’d rolled the towel into the exact replica of a penis. It was so funny.
A conversation that sticks out in my mind between two nurses (I wasn’t one of them).
Nurse 1: Here take a packet of KY.
Nurse 2: I don’t need it. I get so wet I can bottle and sell stuff.
Yeah that conversation had me gaping right before I laughed.
When I write medical romances, I make my nurses raunchy, at least to a minor extent when they’re talking to each other. Not only is it fun to do, but it reflects the conversations nurses have in real life.
Extraordinary midwife, Esi Darfour, is looking to get married. She’s a master matchmaker but has no luck when it comes to her love life and has yet to find a man worthy of her. Until she has to deal with gorgeous Dr. Adam Quarshie outside of work.
Adam is a player who refuses to get married—ever. His interest lies more in getting her into bed than in having any kind of committed relationship. Esi’s matchmaker instincts warn her to run in the other direction as quickly as possible, but her heart insists she stay…get closer…and see if what they feel for each other can change his mind.
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About the Author:Nana Prah is a multi-published author of contemporary, multicultural romance. Her books are sweet with a touch of spice. When she’s not writing she’s reading, indulging in chocolate, and enjoying life with friends and family.
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Enjoy the following excerpt for Destiny Mine:
Esi and the other midwives sat at the nurse’s station relaxing while they could. The one client on the ward was experiencing her first delivery. During her last vaginal examination, she’d reached two centimeters. Delivery would take place after getting to ten centimeters, so she had a long way to go until she’d push her baby out.
Although the labor ward was quiet now, at any moment it could fill up, creating an unimaginable amount of work. The midwives took the rare opportunity to chat.
“Have you heard who Dr. Quarshie is dating?” Efia asked.
Esi’s ears perked up as the conversation moved from the exorbitant price of tomatoes to someone considered to be one of the hottest doctor’s in the hospital.
Alice looked up from writing her note on the patient. “I haven’t heard he was dating anyone.”
“I bet she doesn’t work in the hospital. Rumor has it, he’s given up on dating nurses.”
Martha protruded her lower lip out in a pout. “I never had my chance with him.”
Esi’s eyes widened in shock at the sweet woman. “Martha, you’ve been happily married for ten years. What would you do with Dr. Quarshie?”
Martha wiggled her eyebrows. “Oh, you’d be surprised. I love my husband, but a girl can fantasize. Can’t she?”
They all giggled.
“Tell us already, Efia. Who is the great Dr. Adam Quarshie dating these days?” Alice asked.
Efia jerked her head towards Esi. “None other than our own star midwife.”
Esi snickered remembering how ludicrous rumors could get. “What? Where did you hear that? Would have been nice if I’d been the first to know.”
“From Yaa in the outpatient department.” Efia responded. “She said she saw you two getting cozy at a dinner about three weeks ago. Is it true Esi?”
She ignored the question. “If she came up with this conclusion three weeks ago, why is she spreading the rumors now?”
“She’s not. We were talking yesterday, and she happened to mention it to me because she knew I worked with you.”
Breathe. No need to get angry. You’d provide more fuel. “Because she saw me at my cousin’s house, and Dr. Quarshie was there. She presumes we’re dating? She was there too, and they conversed a bit. Can’t I say the same for her?”
Efia’s grin turned impish. “Only if you also saw them walking down the most popular street in Osu the previous night.”
This damn man is going to be the death of my reputation.
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