I am not an ambulance driver

So I got to ride with the ambulance crew. No, they would not let me drive. Yes, I really did (sorta) want to drive (just a teeny way and maybe hit the sirens just a time or two)...anyway....we didn't do any of the really cool and fun stuff that they sometimes get to do. Mostly we were a taxi that day. Seven hours of triage...seems like a LOOONNNNGGG time when your waiting and wishing you could get this granny off your bed and get to the GOOD calls like smashed cars and cardiac arrests. No, you are in triage with granny who seems a little more confused today than she was for the last FIVE freakin' years that she's had ADVANCED alzheimers. (not that granny shouldn't get the best medical care we have to offer-but emergency rooms should be for EMERGENCIES and EMS should not be used as a granny shuttle) Have I gone to the dark side? (no Johnny) but I am seeing things in a new light.....flashing red ones on top of a big blue and white ambulance....

Somethings not right here....

So I've learned to go with the gut feeling...and something wasn't right....
Seizures? Post-ictal? Wait a minute....crushing chest pain into left arm
nausea and diaphoresis....oh SOB too? Didn't take a genius....wonder though
if the "seizure" wasn't some sort of spontaneous arrythmia that converted....
didn't have any pvcs though....I just wonder....So I'm yelling down the hall
at the doc (and a good one at that) it's time for intubation.....wow-why do these
people always have 20000 family members and why does security let them ALL in
at the same time???? AUGH!!!! anyway....some one asks if I think maybe the patient
has been poisoned by the spouse...well, who knows? I'd still bet cardiac but maybe a
little cocktail of sorts was served at the dinner table...ICU staff wanted to know what
the spouse was like...I said "quiet, but so was Jeffrey Dahmer" hmmm....

Manic

So what do you do yesterday? Not much here....feeling the old pendulum swing to manic so I've been listening to 80s dance music...Oh how our music tells our age!
Should have known it was coming though. I was such a total bitch all weekend. That's the precursor to mania-royal bitchness. That and the fact I found out which married someone was sleeping with someone new! Oh-you didn't know I knew? Be glad I'm not your spouse.
It must have scared everyone though, they all avoided me like the plague. That's ok. I didn't feel like small talk. Well, enough post-back to dancing....nothing like disco in sock feet!