Surprisingly, another quiet night. It was also a beautiful night weather-wise, one of those rare nights that makes me wish that I was out camping somewhere... cool, breezy... totally unlike most of the nights that I've been camping.
That's one of the things that age does for you... or for me anyway. I really don't want to get away from it all anymore. I've found that everywhere I go, why, there I am.
Not to mention bugs and heat and poor toilet facilities. Two things that I miss wherever I go, not just camping, but everywhere... are my bed and my bathroom. It's that getting old thing again, I know. I can live with that.
We did have one interesting patient last night, a 22-year-old girl that dances at one of the local topless establishments. She had hit her head on a post during an enthusiastic dance during a bachelor party... a "sacrifice" dance, she called it. She asked her female dancing companion to explain it to me more fully, since she was still kinda groggy... but I didn't really want an explanation, I wanted a demonstration. The lady explained that it took five girls and a few props that she didn't bring along, I needed to go out and see for myself.
Like, sure I will.
They did seem like really nice girls, though. It amazes me that such a place as that can exist in Kansas... not only exist, but they do really well.
Well, OK, I'm not really amazed... I'm well aware of the undercurrents of Kansas religiosity.
Work last night was steady but again no running... I was amazed at how many patients that I'd done when I hung the films this morning. Some nights just click, and I guess this was one of them. I was ready to come home, though...
On my way out our third shift housekeeper hailed me... he daughter hadn't shown up to pick her up, so I gave her a ride home. She's not gonna let that girl borrow her car anymore, and I'll bet that she gets chewed out good when she does get home.
More tomorrow. Gonna start those twelves tonight...