So I thought I would share some highlights of one of my recent shifts at work...
11:30pm...I was walking down the hall to the break room to have my lunch when i look down another hall and see one of our regular drunks (let's call him Tom) walking towards me in nothing but his dirty t-shirt and his hands over his goods. Here's the conversation...
Me: Tom, what are you doing?
Tom: Lookin for food
Me: Well where's your pants?
Tom: I pooped em.
Me: Huh. Well you need to go back to your room.
Tom: You know there's a magic word, it's called please. Now GO get me some food!
Me: Tom you know we dont feed you here. You can have water and crackers. This is an ER, not a resturaunt or hotel.
Tom: Well f*%& you b*&#*!
Me: Ok Tom, time to go (as I quickly dart down the hall so he doesn't chase me).
Needless to say, Tom was quickly escorted out by security just to return again the next day...
2:15am...Another frequent flyer who we will call George walks up to the triage desk with his boombox in hand and mardi gras beads around his neck. Here's what follows...
Me: Hey George, what's up?
George: I need to see a doctor. (in the meantime he is mumbling a bunch on nonsense at a rapid pace).
Me: Ok (I procede to get his medical history as he continues to ramble between answers). Hey George, are you schizophrenic?
George: (his eyes get wide) Hey, you know that word?! You're pretty smart! (ramble, ramble, ramble) Nope, not schizophrenic.
Me: (smiling) Ok. Well that's a nice boombox you've got there.
George: Yeah, my buddy gave it to me, pretty sweet huh?
Me: Sure is, okay, have a seat in the waiting room (he sits down and continues his "word salad" conversation as we smile).
3:45am...An older (and somewhat crazy) gentleman walks out of the department into the waiting room after being discharged. He takes a seat in front of us and makes friendly conversation about the nice weather and his boat and whatnot. He tells us he loves East Lansing (home of MSU) and sits in the coffee shop every morning to watch the girls walk by (we're a little creeped out now). Here's the rest...
Old guy: You know I just got out of prison.
Me: Oh, what did you do? (a bit nervous for the answer)
Old guy: Killed a guy
Me: (my coworker and I are now exchanging glances, trying not to turn beet red)
Old guy: He had it comin..tried to hurt my sister...shot him right in the face.
Me: (too shocked to say anything)
Old guy: You know it's supposed to be 50 degrees tomorrow? I think I'll take the boat out fishin.
We almost fell out of our chairs between laughing and shock.
I love my job, it's things like this that make up for the crappy stuff. Plus we get cooler stuff out here in Michigan, unfortunatley because of the drugs/alcohol prevalance. Keeps things intersting, that for sure :)
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Random Tag
Thanks for the tag, Des! I’m supposed to come up with 6 random facts about me so here goes…
1. I have an identical twin. Her name is Leslie and we are 11 minutes apart. I was born first after sharing 32 weeks together. We were very identical as kids and if we still had the same hair color and no makeup we would still look pretty similar. We were best buddies as kids and did the whole “switch classes” prank (which worked for almost the whole day). We were not good friends as teenagers and were so competitive we went to different high schools but are all better now. Some of that twin stuff you hear is true, we do finish each other’s sentences but don’t literally feel each other’s pain although seeing her go through the pain of labor was very stressful to me (don’t worry sis, I am very glad I was there and enjoyed it, too).
2. Some might call me morbid. As a teenager up until we moved to Michigan, all of my siblings and I helped my dad with his mortuary business. We would go with him to transport people from their homes, hospitals, nursing homes, or medical examiner to the funeral home. People always think it’s weird or gross but I don’t. It’s a job someone has to do and if you do it with compassion, it can be a positive experience. It has made me appreciate and comfortable with the dying process. I even enjoy taking care of the dying patient and their family and did my capstone semester in nursing school at a hospice.
3. You probably already know this one but I am obsessed with animals. My dad owned a pet store when we were born and we had a lot of cool pets growing up (ducks, geese, goats, dogs, cats, tortoise, ostrich, scorpion, hedgehog, etc…). I am determined to have a farm someday where I can rescue all the animals I want and teach my kids to love them and take care of them. Ryan teases me that it’s going to be the farm for disabled and “special” animals and maybe it will be, they need homes too :)
4. I was the headstand queen of my high school drill team. We had contests every year and I always won. I don’t remember how long I could stay up but it was awhile (think >10 minues). I still practice at the gym occasionally. Try it; it’s a great core strengthener!
5. I’m terrified of opening those pressurized cans of rolls that pop open. I will ask Ryan or if I get desperate enough, use a can opener. I just hate the exploding part of it. Weird, I know but this is a random tag.
6. I’m in love with everything about the airport. I love packing, planning trips, pulling my luggage, flying, just everything about travel. I don’t know if I am brave enough to fly a plane but I just love the idea of them. I even tried to minor in Aviation in college…they said no.
Now it's your turn! I tag Leslie, Jenna, Brayci, Kelli, Nicole, and Mel.
1. I have an identical twin. Her name is Leslie and we are 11 minutes apart. I was born first after sharing 32 weeks together. We were very identical as kids and if we still had the same hair color and no makeup we would still look pretty similar. We were best buddies as kids and did the whole “switch classes” prank (which worked for almost the whole day). We were not good friends as teenagers and were so competitive we went to different high schools but are all better now. Some of that twin stuff you hear is true, we do finish each other’s sentences but don’t literally feel each other’s pain although seeing her go through the pain of labor was very stressful to me (don’t worry sis, I am very glad I was there and enjoyed it, too).
2. Some might call me morbid. As a teenager up until we moved to Michigan, all of my siblings and I helped my dad with his mortuary business. We would go with him to transport people from their homes, hospitals, nursing homes, or medical examiner to the funeral home. People always think it’s weird or gross but I don’t. It’s a job someone has to do and if you do it with compassion, it can be a positive experience. It has made me appreciate and comfortable with the dying process. I even enjoy taking care of the dying patient and their family and did my capstone semester in nursing school at a hospice.
3. You probably already know this one but I am obsessed with animals. My dad owned a pet store when we were born and we had a lot of cool pets growing up (ducks, geese, goats, dogs, cats, tortoise, ostrich, scorpion, hedgehog, etc…). I am determined to have a farm someday where I can rescue all the animals I want and teach my kids to love them and take care of them. Ryan teases me that it’s going to be the farm for disabled and “special” animals and maybe it will be, they need homes too :)
4. I was the headstand queen of my high school drill team. We had contests every year and I always won. I don’t remember how long I could stay up but it was awhile (think >10 minues). I still practice at the gym occasionally. Try it; it’s a great core strengthener!
5. I’m terrified of opening those pressurized cans of rolls that pop open. I will ask Ryan or if I get desperate enough, use a can opener. I just hate the exploding part of it. Weird, I know but this is a random tag.
6. I’m in love with everything about the airport. I love packing, planning trips, pulling my luggage, flying, just everything about travel. I don’t know if I am brave enough to fly a plane but I just love the idea of them. I even tried to minor in Aviation in college…they said no.
Now it's your turn! I tag Leslie, Jenna, Brayci, Kelli, Nicole, and Mel.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Birthday Boy
It's hard to believe it but our little Norris turned 2 on January 15th! As is tradition, we had a birthday party complete with party hats, balloons, and cake. Those dogs are good sports to "let us" put them on dining room chairs for pictures.
It seems like just yesterday that we brought this little 10 week old puppy home and watched him grow. He has been such a great companion, watched over Eddie, is the best brother to Baby, and makes us laugh (and sometimes cry) everyday. We sure love him and are so happy to have him in our family. Mom and Dad love you Norris boy!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The product of leaving two naughty dogs unattended: Part 2
We seem to have a sequel from a previous post. As you may recall, a few months ago we found a 24 pack of toilet paper strewn around the basement. Well here is what we came home to today...
At first we thought they had just been playing in the snow but it looked too thick. Next thought was marshmallows but we didn't have any. After some investigation into their lair (the basement) we found an entire bag of flour on the floor! Bless their hearts, they sure do make me laugh sometimes!
Saturday, January 3, 2009
How bout them Utes!
Amazing! What a game, what a season! We have been so excited to watch this game and even dressed up in our Utah red and made a classic Utah dinner of Cafe Rio pork and Coke to prepare ourselves :) I wish we had decided to make the road trip to New Orleans but it was still great to see it on TV.
I couldn't stand to hear one more comment about the big Alabama team and how no one but people in Utah or Utah alum's thought Utah could win. From the Alabama coach and players to the broadcasters, I'm SO glad they got a giant slice of humble pie courtesy of the 13-0 Utes!!
Ok, done celebrating via blog, now it's on to sweet dreams of the next big Utah season :)
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