I forgot again. Oops. I am so discombobulated sometimes I don't know which way is up...if it is morning or evening, noon or midnight, am I working tonight or tomorrow is it Tuesday still? Two nights left of work...I can do it!
Last night I had this funny conversation with a patient:
Me: "I am giving you some decadron, it's going to help with inflammation"
Patient: "Deca-what?"
Me: "Decadron"
Patient: "Sounds like one of Santa's reindeer!"
And just when I thought my give-a-damn was completely busted, I realized it wasn't. That was a pretty good feeling too. My patient lived in her car, had 4 kids in the car waiting for her, (all under age 12) no shoes, and was wrapped in a blanket (because she had no pants?) and couldn't breathe because she was having an asthma attack. And you thought your life was hard. Turns out in dire cases my give-a-damn recharges itself. Good to know.
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