Yup, the old fart himself is ON-CALL in the ICU...at this time, it is 22:22 & I have fielded 4 admissions all of which had to be tubed & lined. The BF facilities out in the boonies seem to have no f-ing idea when or even how to place anything bigger than a damned 24-g PIV...once in a blue moon, I'll receive someone with a 20-g, but I suspect those are purely accidents!
We're up to our @$$e$ in snow, snowing lightly, but supposed to turn heavy later on - another 6 to 10inches tonight/tomorrow. You would think that a snowstorm would keep the rats in the gutter....but NO!
What are the most common last words out of a trauma patients mouth?
Hey y'all, watch this?
Why are so many *****s compelled to go drinky-winky and then try to be daredevils/Evel Kneivel on their snowmobiles, cars or other forms of transportation? Folks, I must say, I think all of this grade-A ICU care is merely fouling up the fine work performed by Darwinian Mechanics. We have impaired the thinning of the heard, retained too many faulty genes & allowed the less-than-fit to survive & procreate.
Oh well...such a joy it is to be on call...again! Both Christmas Eve & New Year's Eve...man, I think I will sign up for another year of training merely for the hell of it -- NOT!!!
Damn, there goes the pager again. I wonder what Santa's dropped off in the trauma bay now?
