Journal Entry
I want a job where I do not have to fight with drunken in... whoops, pardon me... intoxicated Native Americans. Every little once-in-a-while is way too often.
The interesting thing is... it's getting boring. I've usually got a coupla sturdy guys with guns and sticks and a coupla nurses with syringes filled with drugs. I never lose, but they never learn.
But it takes time away from what I'm supposed to be doing... taking xrays. I spent about an hour doing a CT scan of this guys' head. The exam was negative... which means that the guy wasn't brain-damaged, which often makes wild people out of normally mild people; he was just drunk and mad and mean, all of which I find really hard to forgive.
And by the time I was done with him I was six patients behind, and I had to call in help.
And it was again busy busy busy. Run, Doug, run... run yer ass off.... I didn't do as many patients as the night before, but I did harder patients and harder, more lengthy exams.
And my ass is draggin'. And the clean lab coat that I took in last night is pretty well ruined. This fella kept trying to bite me, but I kept my flesh away from his mouth, but he got the lab coat.
Enough about that jackass. I did have quite a few nice, fun patients last night, including a bunch of kids. It was like I was working at a pediatric clinic.
One girl that I did a chest x-ray on was about 22 and really nice. Her first name was Jennifer and her last name was pretty common; the computers were down, so I didn't have her middle initial. As I was typing her info into the digital imaging computer, I asked her, "What's your middle initial, Jennifer?"
She replied, "Y"
I couldn't resist...
"Because I want to know!"
She about busted a gasket, which really surprised me. I figgered that she'd hear that about once a week, but she said that nobody had ever said that to her, she'd been waiting all of her life for that!
So, I fulfilled a young girls' dream.
And acted a part in an alcoholics' nightmare.
A pretty average night, all in all.
Then why'm I so tired?
More tomorrow...