Well it's day two of the holiday weekend. 4th of July. I'm feeling very guilty for working while my family is home. My son may be 14, but he still wants to show his mom when he's shooting fireworks. I wish I could be there to make the potato salad and homemade ice cream. I feel like I am depriving my family of a normal family life. Mom is rarely there on the holidays. I know that they understand, but I know that if I still feel the sting, so do they. I hope they realize that I do this for them. Not just for the income, but as an example that life needs to be about what you do for others. I hope that is what they take from this. And I will try to make my days off a little more special for them this week. I'm planning a family suck day Monday night. The original movie Jaws is playing at the Orpheum theatre downtown. It's such a cool old theatre. I don't think that my son has ever been there. I hope he will enjoy it. I'm also hoping for a zoo day. Or a water park day. A water park day sounds better actually. Eff this heat.
Yesterday was a busy busy day. Our first call came out before our night crew even left. It was pretty much hopping like that all day. It was a syncope/fall/on the ground kinda day. All of my patients were on the floor/ground. Except for one. And she would have been had we not held her up. One of my calls was very interesting. Well, kind of rare. I had a dystonic reaction patient. We don't see those super often. She looked like she walked off the pages of a text book. Tardive dyskinesia was so so obvious. I gave benadryl and it helped calm the symptoms and the patient was actually able to talk to me. I'm not sure what caused it. I am suspicious of a few of her medications and the way she was managing them. The rest of my calls were syncopes. I like syncopes. They are typically pretty easy to figure out, but once in awhile you get an oddball that you're not 100% sure on.
I spent the day kind of walking on eggshells. I was anticipating some type of aftermath from my previous shift. But no nastygrams and nothing was said. I tried to get the heck away from the hospitals yesterday as fast as I could so I didn't run into anyone who may chew me out. So maybe I escaped? I will feel better after the weekend is over. My stomach was so messed up all day yesterday. All day. I tried some pepto and think it may have helped a little bit, but it's still hurting a bit today. I think that's why I'm so tired. I'm hungry, but afraid to eat anything besides yogurt. And coffee. Can't function without coffee.
Evidentally I was so tired that I missed a few things that happened around the little city. I hope my ems family will forgive me. I heard nothing after I fell asleep last night. I woke up for work this morning and hubby told me that it was a weird night. He seemed pretty bothered by what he had seen. He needs to stick to fires...lol.
The radio is starting to make lots of noise. People are waking up. And falling. And waking up with low blood sugars. Today is either going to be busy as hell, or it will be the calm before the storm tonight. I hope I have a little more time. I need to make some decisions about next weekend sometime soon.
I'm still trying to erase the image of one of my recent calls from my mind. On the way to the call in the call text it was mentioned multiple times that the patient had no clothes. Trying to be optimistic, I told my partner that maybe it just meant that the patient hadn't put them on yet. Maybe they wouldn't be naked an aggressive. We both knew better though. Why are they always naked? Of all of the bad things that have happened to me and my family and friends, we have never been naked. It's like they get naked, go upstairs and sit on the toilet before they call EMS. Anyway, this patient made many references to nakedness. Pointing at their crotch and saying that they get a vacation every month. Asking us if we liked what we saw because the person they were with didn't. It took a little bit, but it finally occurred to me that this person really does get a vacation once a month. Their employment is foiled by mother nature monthly. This patient took a wrong medication, that they are supposedly allergic to. When asked what kind of reaction they have had to it in the past, the patient said "It makes me piss all over, break out in hives and pisses me off". Yep, thats been my day so far.
I hope any of you reading has a happy and safe 4th. And that I don't have to see you at work today. And for God's sake, if I do...make sure you get naked and sit on the toilet before you call...upstairs!
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