And yet another long night, but not quite so busy. I still took a lot of x-rays, though.
It has occurred to me that I talk a lot about the "bad" patients... the drunks, the obnoxious ones, the drug-seekers, the whiners...
But 90 percent of the patients that I see are really pretty nice, which is amazing,
Maybe, just maybe... 80 percent of the people in the world are decent people?
Nahhhh... it's more like ten percent. People are nice to the people who work in emergency departments because they're afraid not to be, in most cases.
After all, everyone who works there carries needles to stick people with, right? At least that's what they think... so they watch their P's and Q's.
I haven't got nearly enough sleep these last two days, so I need to do better today.
And tonight is my last night... eight nights in a row is too many. Well, for that matter, so is seven... so is six... so is five...
More tomorrow...
considering the circumstances... they are under more stress than they've ever been under before, and they're still nice.