You know, what's funny is that I was recently hospitalized for suicidal intent and they'd constantly ask me, "do you have any 'plans' today?", to which I'd reply "what am I going to off myself with? The plastic spoons you guys hide from us behind the counter? Or the foam shampoo in shower? Mmmmm, sign me up." I was serious about my want to die, but thoughtful enough in that death by plastic utensil didn't sound pleasant.

Luckily, most of the nurses enjoy that style of humor. You have to, to survive in there.