Back to Work

I'm at work. Tired, but here.

First two calls were for an assault on which we got canceled and a young woman with vomiting. She looked very sick -- the kind of sick where you don't feel like talking or even getting up to sit on the stretcher. Only in her twenties, renal diaylsis, hypertension, obese. I've been picking her up for years. Today she had a fever and looked like she'd put on another thirty pounds since last I saw her.

Last call was for a man who broke his leg in his driveway. He was in some serious pain. I ended up giving him 15 of morphine. At the hospital he thanked me for taking such good care of him. He was finally high by then, but at least I took some of the pain away.