Another nice night... except that it was busy as hell between 22:30 and 03:00.
And it was one of those "stat everything" nights; nobody wanted to wait for anything or anybody... and my multiple stat triage went into action.
He who yells the loudest and is the most obnoxious gets to be last. That way I can enjoy hearing them yell longer.
My number one stat triage rule is still "I shall do the stat exam that I know about before the stat exam that I don't know about"... that one I don't budge on a bit.
Actually, everyone was pretty nice about waiting after I explained things to them... I only got one additional follow-up call, and the nurse was apologetic about it.
And yeah, I'm damned tired... but all of the patients I had were nice, so I'm OK with being tired. Good thing, too, since I can't do anything about it except go to bed.
And now I better trot off to bed, so I'll be raring to go at 18:00 tonight...
I shaved my mustache yesterday, leaving the beard on... I look fairly leprechaunish, though, but I guess that's not all bad. The mustache was really bothering me with the CPAP, so I had to make a choice. I suppose that I'll get used to it after a while. Karen, though, really likes the 'stasche. O'well, can't make everyone happy...