Coffee wasn't really enough to do it... I needed adrenalin, and I didn't really get it. Just a lot, and I mean a lot, of boring routine patients. Except for the drunks, one of whom was boring and infuriating.
So, I mostly ran all night. Once, when I was running by the file room about 00:30 or so, the phone rang and I picked it up. I could hear a woman cursing in the background, and a girl talking, but nobody would talk to me, so I started shouting into the phone.
The woman finally picked up the phone and I realized that it was Karen. Completely out of context, I didn't recognize her voice or Lacees either.
Anyway, I'd locked the door when I left, and Karen had left before I did, leaving her keys in the house... so when she got home, she couldn't get in. She was out with Kim, and Kim was sure that she had one of our house keys... but when she got in her car to go get it, the car wouldn't start. So then Karen called me and evidently laid the phone down and forgot about it? I can't figger that part out.
However, I was not in a position to help, so I told her to call Matt or Andy or Steve.
I then commenced running again, and when I arrived home at 08:00 (yeah, an extra half-hour of OT) Karen and Lacee were asleep in bed. I woke Karen up and asked her how the got in, and they had torn the screen off of the window in the computer room.
And that was the only good screen left in the house, too, dammit!
So... I'm home, and they're in my bed... I've been up 27 hours or so, so I'm gonna roust them out and get some sleep. Then I just simply have to go visit Tyler tonight!
More tomorrow...