In which the pantheon of radiology gods crapped all over me. As our major exam physicians are on vacation, we've reduced staffing for the week, rotating days off. Except that the person I was supposed to work with today was practicing her dinosaur calls in the bathroom all night, so I was called in the early morning for the purpose of being told to get my butt in ASAP as there were patients waiting, and no tech. Followed by a dog pile of unscheduled exams tacked on by various doctors wanting the exams done Right Now, cause its Friday, and they don't want to be here late. Followed by the Amazing Surprise Patient who showed up at the desk for an exam that nobody in his doctor's office bothered to mention to us last week when they told him to show up. Followed by the lice-infested patient. Followed by the last-minute abscess drain that the floor had known about for the last six hours. Followed by the working around the moderately controlled schizophrenia symptoms for a catheter placement. Followed by getting to be on-call tonight, and maybe tomorrow, depending on tonight's retch factor for the originally scheduled tech.
Sixteen hours on sitting in a plane bound for Egypt isn't looking all that bad tonight.
And what kind of man puts a toupee on his monkey?
5 comments:
When are you shipping out?
We're gonna miss ya.
Godspeed sir.
Good luck, drop us a line when you can.
Thanks all. I'm putting a uniform back on Jan 2nd, then hitting several different states before going overseas. The internet withdrawal is going to be a bitch though.
Take care of yourself.
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