Good thing I napped last night; this morning's ER shift has been hellacious. Ten patients seen in seven hours, five admitted. I spent half the night passing patient name stickers back and forth with the front desk to have physicians paged. I spent the other half trying to track down lab results.

Headaches and chest pain and children who were not really sick at all.

I'll be posting poetry, soon as I can complete the post, but I don't know that it's very good. I'm on a swing-down cycle and it's hard for me to think. Leaving for NCFMR Tuesday; I'll be presenting my inconclusive research project and I can't summon the energy to be nervous. That's how today is.

I have things to tell you about psychiatry. I think they'll have to wait a while, for patient privacy. But it amazes me how people can internalize hostility and make it into self-distaste...

Current Location: $ER
now feeling:: sleepy