Suicide... his time to go...
i have spent most of this summer successfully convincing myself that i need to take a day off of work. Thus the frequent, short, vacations that have spontaneously cropped up over the past several months. (yet another will come over labor day weekend... Mets vs. Astros tickets! Sweet! Mets are going to win the series this year, i can feel it!)
These short lived and enjoyable vacations are immediately followed by an insane night at work. It is as if the fates decide that since i have been absent i must pay my sacrifice to the gods by working three times as hard as normal. Thus was the case last night.
Every single call last night was connected to St. Francis Hospital. Ironically enough, i really like that place. The RNs and Drs and Techs there are just beautiful people. (there are a lot of mischievious acts that occur quite frequently, he he he) First call up there is a woman who has been beaten outside her house. Both arms broken, among other injuries. She has "no idea" who did this to her. Right. While investigating that, one of the RNs comes in and tells me that there is a fight in the parking lot outside the ER. My backer and i rush outside to see a woman with blood all over her face and clothes, and a vehicle speeding away. We catch the vehicle... and "apprehend" the Suspect. He promptly states that his wife broke her own nose... in two different places... and the blood on his fist is from where she scratched him... right.
Return from jail and finish the report to get yet another call from St. Francis... psych ward... 90 year old man decides to end his life... by swallowing his watch... and his wedding ring... That would be suicide number 40 this year... dad was out on homicide 43 Friday night. That homicide was a 17 year old boy. The kid who killed him wanted his girlfriend. She wouldn't break up with him, so this kid shot him in the head. Yeah.
i am now home and have finished my beer. i feel much better.
on a completely different note, i start grad school next week and i am completely stoked! (never thought i would ever hear myself say that)
These short lived and enjoyable vacations are immediately followed by an insane night at work. It is as if the fates decide that since i have been absent i must pay my sacrifice to the gods by working three times as hard as normal. Thus was the case last night.
Every single call last night was connected to St. Francis Hospital. Ironically enough, i really like that place. The RNs and Drs and Techs there are just beautiful people. (there are a lot of mischievious acts that occur quite frequently, he he he) First call up there is a woman who has been beaten outside her house. Both arms broken, among other injuries. She has "no idea" who did this to her. Right. While investigating that, one of the RNs comes in and tells me that there is a fight in the parking lot outside the ER. My backer and i rush outside to see a woman with blood all over her face and clothes, and a vehicle speeding away. We catch the vehicle... and "apprehend" the Suspect. He promptly states that his wife broke her own nose... in two different places... and the blood on his fist is from where she scratched him... right.
Return from jail and finish the report to get yet another call from St. Francis... psych ward... 90 year old man decides to end his life... by swallowing his watch... and his wedding ring... That would be suicide number 40 this year... dad was out on homicide 43 Friday night. That homicide was a 17 year old boy. The kid who killed him wanted his girlfriend. She wouldn't break up with him, so this kid shot him in the head. Yeah.
i am now home and have finished my beer. i feel much better.
on a completely different note, i start grad school next week and i am completely stoked! (never thought i would ever hear myself say that)
posted by Ida125 at 9:20 AM
6 Comments:
Dang. Rough night.
Swallowing a WATCH? Now that's a way to go I've never heard of before!
A watch...? What kind? Couldn't have been one of those big clunky ones... though isn't that intersting in a way, a watch, and his wedding ring. hu...
Wow! Am I glad that I didn't ride along with you!!! Geez!!! Keep your chin up and keep doing the wonderful job that you do!
Give it some thought about coming down here and visiting a bit before going to Houston with your parents for the ball game... I'd love to see you...
Come get your clothes that we moved.
You have as many boxes of junk as Raoul,Quixote and Toodles, and you're on;y ours by proxy. R's M&D
Good luck scheduling time with this guy to get his clothes that you moved for him... the Easter Bunny was confused and left him a present at my parents house in April and IDA has yet to not stand us up on the date to get his bunny gift!!!! :)
Love ya IDA... lol!
Hope you have a wonderful time at grad school! Congrats and uh... you take care of yourself ok?
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