Tard. Tard and depressed.
Which is discouraging, since I've never been pressed in the first place.
I only got about six hours sleep yesterday, I'm getting used to being mixed up this rotation, so I didn't really let that bother me. And I didn't have to work really hard either.
But...
We had a burn patient come in about 06:00. Man, I hate taking care of burn patients. Way too much empathy... I mean, I can feel their pain. Not just me... we all can. Horrible.
This lady went back into a burning house to rescue her cat. And that sounds like something Karen would do, dammit.
She was life-flighted to KUMC burn center after she was stabilized. Her prognosis is poor, however.
We got missed by some major rains again last night. And yesterday was the seventh day this August that the temp here was over 100F... and we have at least three more coming up.
I need to take a shower to get that burned smell gone... it's mostly psychological, I know, but still...