The Weekend

The last few days have been interesting. I’ve been working float shifts, filling in on shifts where people have called off or need coverage and I’m about to start my second 24 hour shift. Our 24s all start at 0800, so I can get an extra hour of sleep, which is nice. Thursday, I worked in one of the slower districts. We did three calls in a 24 hour span, which was a little slower than I would have liked, but I’m not complaining. My partner and I watched a couple of episodes of “Iron Chef” and discussed the merits of peanut butter on cheeseburgers. (Both of us agree it’s tres magnifique!)

None of the calls were anything special; a possible pneumonia, a low blood sugar, which thanks to the medics, was corrected with 12.5g of D50 but was still transported to the ER and a call for “general weakness” which came in at about 0630 on Friday morning. We were lucky that we were able to sleep through the night. I doubt I’ll be so lucky today.

I still don’t have a permanent shift, so I expect a few more weeks of “catch as catch can” shifts, working a mix of 13s and 24s to fill up my hours for the week. If anything exciting happens, I’ll jot it down here in the bliggity-blog.

As an aside, I offer a serious piece of advice, “When washing a white uniform shirt, make sure there is NOTHING colored in the load with it.” My sparkling white shirt is now a strange grey/pink color. OxyClean helped, but it’s still not quite white. And, I can’t bleach it because of the patches and insignia. Oh yeah, did I mention I’m still waiting for my other uniform shirts to come back from the tailors? Yeah. Me= dork in pinkish shirt. FML.