Boring, boring Friday night. Oops, it's way too early to say that...

Kinda busy for a while, then hardly nothing. The bars haven't closed yet, though, so things might pick up. The bars close at 02:00, the drunk hits the tree at 02:15, the ambulance gets there at 02:35, they get here at 03:00 after using the "jaws of life", pt gets stabilized and I get to start xraying them at 03:30. Get finished xraying them at 04:30, they go to surgery at 05:30, the funeral is next tuesday.

I really hope that doesn't happen tonight.

I didn't mention it, but last week my hip stopped hurting after I started smoking again. A coincidence, I know. Still.. strange, but weird.

Found a cute memo over in the ED last night. I retyped it and it is available right here. I have no idea of who the original author is. Is there such a thing as a non-original author? Well, I guess that covers a lot of area, huh.

This night is movin' right along. Still not much happening. I probably shouldn't say anything about the patient whose finger fell off when I removed the bandage. No, I really shouldn't. You don't wanna hear it, and I don't wanna tell it.

The scenario in paragraph 2 didn't happen. I'm glad, all of the drunks made it home OK.

I do have a momentous decision to make, however. Seriously.

I found out this morning that my supervisor is quitting. I'm seriously considering applying for his job. I've been out of management for six years now, and I feel that I'm ready to jump right back in, politics and all.

I'm really happy with my schedule, though, and my night job in general. And I love the people that I work with. But there's no challenge left there, except for staying awake on the slow nights.

But there's nothing at all to make me believe that my former boss, who is now the big boss, will hire me. Maybe she's changed a lot. I know that I have, anyway.

I dunno. We'll see.