Busy night, as Wednesdays tend to be. Hell, as every night tends to be lately...
It was a night when old people came in with CHF... Congestive Heart Failure. Four in a 90-minute period, in fact. These people require intensive nursing care, but not much in the way of x-rays... I just have to be there when they need me.
It's nice to be needed, of course... up to a point.
As an extra bonus, the cafe had liver and onions on the menu. I'm one of the few people in this world who really loves liver and onions, and they are seldom served in the night cafe. And they were'nt too bad...
I got home about 08:00... had to pick up some prescriptions... and went right to bed after taking my handfull of daily pills... slept until 17:30, and I almost got up then but decided against it, went back to sleep until the alarm went off at 19:30... a good eleven hours.
So I'm running late here. More tomorrow...
About yesterday... sorry about that. It won't happen again...