An unusual case of the giggles gone wild featured Pinky disrobing, and streaking the facility for several minutes, uncontrollably laughing and taking brief breaks to imaginally breastfeed a baby doll in her left hand.
A few minutes earlier, I knew something was brewing when I discovered her giggling at the end of a hallway ,fully clothed, but sucking her two fingers which appeared to have been pricked and bleeding. I escorted her to the Nurses Station and discovered that she’s intentionally prolonging bleeding “because its so delicious and so much fun.” She said this several times while laughing. The next few minutes were devoted to a Nurses unsuccessful intervention and growing guffaws of laughter which climaxed with her jumping over a wall, grabbing her doll, and running around the facility for over 10 minutes.
Pinky is called Pinky because she only wears pink. Everything she owns is pink. If its not pink, then its a baby doll. She also has special mythical volume mode within which activates when she’s on one of her slippery tangents of either extreme laughter or robust rage. Surprisingly, she can sustain an extreme for over an hour and is capable of destroying property with Alexander The Great caliber.
Luckily, this time she agreed to be escorted to her room (after about 7 minutes of being jogged after by a few of the staff ) and agreed to receive an injection and proceed to the bathtub. In her room; however, it was a few moments of playtime for her before accepting the injection from the Nurse. This consisted of more uncontrollable laughter while she hid behind a curtain, and intermittently revealed either a small pink stuffed animal ( a puppy) or a picture of superman (complimented by screechy voices for the characters). A few of the staff (that haven’t assumed the docile medical gaze yet in their careers) tried hard to refrain from laughter, as did I.
Pinky finally calmed down and received her injection, took a bath, and presented as a perfectly functional and coherent person for the rest of the evening.
