Journal Entry
Nothing is happening, and I really like that!
Gee, this is the way last night started out, too. And it pretty well ended up that way, too. Maybe I'll get lucky two nights in a row...
Once again, I got up too early. Went to bed around 09:15 and got up at 15:20... Karen was watching the Chiefs play. Again, I went back to bed, couldn't sleep, said the hell with it and got up for good. And the Chiefs game... well, they lost. Again. With stupid mistakes, mostly.
Tyler was home, though, so I got to talk to him for a while. I had noticed one morning when I came home (can't remember which morning) that there was a frame made of 2X4s out by the shed, and the springs from the garage door were upstairs. Seems that he is trying to build a tunable garage-door-spring... harp? Something like that. Didn't work the way that he was doing it, though. After we get the dry-wall done I'll help him with it. He likes to record strange sounds and manipulate them. Another project that we have on the back burner is building a contact microphone out of a stethescope... that one will be fun too.
Wow.
I was planning on a nice leisurely night... like a dummy. The fecal material hit the mechanical atmospheric circulation device about 01:00, seconds before I choked down the last of my lunch.
Normally, when I get three stat exams at the same time, I can pretty well triage them and make everyone... well, relatively... happy. Didn't happen this time. Everyone got mad, everyone had the most important patient and the most important doctor waiting to see the film.
Win a few, lose a few.
And Saturday night I think that I got written up by one of the security guys... not one of the regular night shift guys, but a 2nd shifter filling in. I was out in the smoking area and I'd gotten paged to go do a patient. As I was putting my cigarette out, two guys came out to smoke, and I recognised them as being family members of a patient being treated in the ED. I said hi to them and punched the entrance code into the door. They were quite surprised to see this, and asked me if that was the only way to get in. Well, it was raining like hell, and under normal circumstances I would have remained with them until they were finished and let them in. However, I was wanted elsewhere; so I gave them the code for the door. The alternative was to have them walk in the pouring rain around to the ED... not an option, I thought.
So, I went about my business and about a half-hour later I ran into the security guy, who accused me of giving the code to these guys. Seems that he had seen them punch the code in and asked them how they got it, and they described me pretty well. And, naturally, I owned up to the misdeed, and allowed as how I would do it again. That was the last that I heard about it... but I'm sure that it won't be.
Well, that was kinda off the subject... the subject being, poor me, I had to work way too hard last night. There wasn't a patient that came thru the doors that I didn't x-ray, and I did quite a few inpatients also. Lotsa confusion, though.
And last night was the first of three twelve-hour days. Last night I had the second-worst doc for ordering x-rays... for the next two nights, I got the worst. Stay tune for more moaning and groaning...
O'yeah... it's still raining. Karens' mother and sister were on the national news last night as her mother was being evacuated from her rest home in Wichita because of the flooding... pretty cool, huh?
And with that, I'll sign off and hit the sack. More tomorrow...