...In the Middle of the Night...
This is the first "Middle of the Night" entries in a long while...
I got a good days sleep again and I really feel pretty damned good. I like it when that happens!
I borrowed one of Karens' earrings, a dangly Jack-o-lantern. Looks really nice on me, if I do say so myself. And I did get a lot of compliments, but I really got the feeling that they were rather sarcastic.
Deb in the ER brought in fingernail polish and decals like she did last year, so I have a black fingernail with a pumpkin on it. Fourth finger, right hand this year. If I remember, 
(and I did!) I'll get a picture of it before I put this entry up...
Speaking of pictures... I haven't been doing much of that lately and, surprisingly, I haven't gotten any complaints at all. I was expecting an outburst of e-mail, demanding a daily picture... but I was disappointed with my readership. Youse guys must not like to look at me, and I am so hurt...
07:56...
Damn, I was busier that I was hoping to be. Never to the point of running or breaking a sweat, though, just steady. Lotsa sick people, and a couple of the cutest kids that I've x-rayed in a while.
Most of the time when we get kids, and I'm talking under 18 months, we get them after the lab does their thing... with their needles. This upsets both the kids and their parents and makes my job much more difficult.
But I had two kids smiling and laughing at me tonight, which is a lot more fun. Must've been the earring... they were both pretty sick kids.
And there was a patient whose wife was waiting for him in the waiting room... the wife was about 20, probably, and she had the cutest little one-year-old... just a precious little girl. I spent more time that I should've with her. I mean for her own good... she gets spoiled plenty by her folks and grandparents, I'll bet. Not necessary to have the local x-ray tech stepping in and helping with that task...
Speaking of patients... there was a nurse in the smoking area talking about how sick she was of sick people, and she made me think about that, too. Sometimes I'll get a stretch where most of my patients are grouchy, drunk and abusive or just plain nasty... and I get that feeling too.
And then (which happens much more frequently) I'll get a run of the nicest people... and I feel guilty for feeling the way I did before.
O'well, it keeps things interesting...
More tomorrow... tard. Goin' to bed.