I had a really busy night Friday night... with a bunch of patients competing for the wuss-of-the-week award. Started off with three mid-teens girls on spineboards (who were all sober) to some serious drunks. Before the night was over I was vomited on, urinated on, drooled on and spat upon.
I haven't had a night like that for a while, and I appreciate that fact.
Still doing well on the non-smoking, surprising myself. Coughing a bunch, still, though. That part is getting painful.
I spent a lot of time in bed today, not really sleeping but kinda drifting pleasantly in that period between drowsing and real sleep. So I got up two hours after I set the clock... Karen woke me up.
She is contending with a bad cold right now, the first that she's had in a while, and is pretty miserable. Didn't keep her from going out shopping with Kim and Lacee, though.
So now I need to rush and take a shower and re-patch and get to work, hoping that the night will be better.