
Work is going well. I work at the ER as a registrar and secretary. In fact, last night I actually did a graveyard. It was an exciting way to spend the last hour of my Labor Day. The most exciting part of the night was around 2:30 in the morning when we had a patient leave without permission that most of the nurses, techs, and even security guards had to chase after in the parking lot because he was legally not allowed to leave. I bet the people in the parking lot were afraid to get treated after that.
Mom: "Man, that security guard just tackled that poor guy! I wonder what he did!"
Sister: "I don't know, maybe he, like, asked to go to the bathroom."
Sick Girl: "....I think I'm feeling better now."
That's probably why we weren't too busy that night. Word got around that we have weird forms of treatment. Poor guy.
Overall, working at the hospital has been pretty educational and not boring at all.
Anyways, I better go do something productive now, like clean up the kitchen or find better queso dip recipes. Wish me luck.
2 comments:
I like this post. It made me smile. We always had cooking adventures. Like melting spatulas into the chocolate sauce and making our corn taste like metal. Oh how i miss sharing a kitchen with you and Allison. I still laugh when i remember how Allison smoked us out of our apartment with her hamburger.
Hahaha, I forgot about the smoke out! That was funny!! Good times, good times.
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