So I had to go and open my big fat mouth Saturday night. You know, the dreaded "it's been slow" conversation. Yeah, 4 calls yesterday. FOUR! And one that involved copious amounts of vomit. It isn't every day that you get to hear someone yelling "For the love of god" in the back of the ambulance. I was feeling pretty good about my mad IV skillz when I sank an 18g without blinking. Yeah, took me back down to Earth when I couldn't get a 22g in to save my life. So today I am tired, sore and cranky. I need more sleep.
After work I am going straight to Wally World to purchase a new roll of duct tape. Maybe that will keep my mouth shut.
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