Saturday, June 23, 2012

Dude!

Not a bad day at all except for the "Dirty 2:30", that time of day when all patients converge upon us.  They are usually pretty sick people that require a ton of stuff.  Gack.   I hate the day shift.  The only good thing was that Parvati was supposed to be working but she phoned in dead or rude or some sh*t.  Can't say that I missed her.

I had a nice 19 year old who came by with a foot laceration.  He was riding a little motorbike thing and not his usual dirt bike, although he was suited up in some sort of cool little biking ensemble.  A big stick had penetrated his tennis shoe.  Damn.  Meant to put on those boots, but forgot.  He had a nice big laceration with a small quantity of twig sticking out of it.  Dude had a couple of friends with him; sure, they can come in while we stitch you up.

19 year old boys can be quite funny.  Dude's buddies were like, snowboarding East Coast valley boys, or like some sh*t?  Dude's cut was  soooooo gross, you know?  Dude's friends, predictably, deployed their iPhones to snap photos and ER vid.  "I'd better not see this on, like,  Youtube?", I warned them, but smiled as I said it.  I adjusted the overhead light and put a paper ruler next to the laceration for the best photos.  I've done this a time or two.  Dude' one friend teased, like, the other one?  'Cause he, you know, hates blood?  Duuuuuuuuuuuude!!

Once he was stitched up I wrapped it up with a bunch of dressing material and gave him a post-op shoe.  Dude's friend was like, "Whoa, that's like really sweet wrappage!"

Yeah, gonna totally chart it that way.  Sweet.

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