A Bad Host

I stayed up too late last night watching a stupid Tv show, got too little sleep. Got to work. As soon as I walked through the door, the tones go off. Unresponsive with a UTI and fever of 102 at a nursing home. Gave him some fluid, he opened his eyes. I bought a Diet Coke. I opened my eyes.

For the second week in a row I had a paramedic student and we did nothing while she was there. I felt like a bad host. After she left we did a BLS call for a kid who cut his lip. That call came shortly before I was supposed to get off.

I spent the day working on the new protocols, typing in minor corrections found by the proofreaders. Boring and tedious and slightly frustrating.