Now that I'm off ...
The post-hurricane cluster was exactly that. A ton of Baker Acts, a lot of worried well, several malingerers who didn't want to go home, and a bunch of nebulizer-dependent COPDers who ended up getting admitted. And the usual sick elderly.
My formerly 33-bed ED moved into our brand-new 55 bed ED on Wednesday. On Monday, we had 123 patients signed in at one point. Not knowing where anything was is inherently challenging. Throw a natural disaster into it and chaos was the best description.
I just finished 5 shifts in 6 days, am completely exhausted, and I'm sure would have been asked to help more except that I have an international flight tomorrow for some much needed RnR. (Planned for 7 months... hurricane just happened to come dangerously close to screw with it.)
Turns out we lost power a couple hours after the storm passed... and I was extricated from my subdivision by a bunch of guys with chainsaws after a tree managed to cut off the entire road. One of my neighbors had a massive oak smash their home. Lots of tree damage, thankfully power came back on late this morning.
The actual storm was sort of surreal. The eye ended up going more inland, and I think went close to over us - the eyewall was intense. The noise was, well, worse than I expected. And by the time the winds died down (the first time) I was so tired, I did manage to sleep. My hospital not only lost power, but lost backup generator power for several hours, and some of my nurses had to help manually bag the intubated patients for awhile. I don't know how long they were down, but the nurses had to stay in house for the entirety, and we're all tired and beat down.
But it's over. Go away Jose.