I'm tired, so I'm not going to be saying much, but the other night we had an ambulance and rescue truck called to a location about an hour and a half away. The call literally came right as I stepped in the door and said hello to my hostess. So much for dinner. /sigh
It was raining and none of us wanted to be outside breaking open a car. Luckily for us, the EMS group up in that area managed to extract the patient from his car and transferred him to us when we met up with them (about an hour out from the clinic). This patient... Where do I begin? He would not answer questions, ripped out his IV before we could stop him, was belligerent, threatened to break out of his spider straps (hah, good luck with that one...) numerous times, called our provider some very unbecoming names once we got back to the clinic, and was generally just a nightmare to deal with. Eventually he settled down and became more cooperative (mostly after our provider threatened to keep him bound in the spider straps and just send him to Little City ^_^).
Anyways, we were all glad once we finished dealing with him and could go home. Cheesecake made the night so much better. I only wish I had made a red velvet instead of a generic New York Style. Mmm, chocolaty velvet.
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