I consider myself a pretty happy person. I don't have as much to complain about and very few things make me miserable. I rarely just have a terrible awful day. Maybe once a month. I'll have days that are regular with little mishaps, annoyances, inconveniences.......etc. But there are few days I can truly call a "bad" day.
In my high school days, I was constantly miserable. I would complain about EVERYTHING! Every day it was [insert ridiculous minor thing to bitch about constantly here]. It wasn't until my first year of college that I loosened up and changed my mindset. It's a change for the better that has shaped who I am as a young man today. I can turn negatives into positives, ignore negatives and focus on the positive. I've concentrated on being a more positive person despite my generally blunt and realistic demeanor.
Yesterday was definitely one of those rare days that I could truly call "bad." That wasn't the way it started however. I finally got my new car (I'll expand on it later, next blog) after months of searching and preparing. But it came at a small cost. After working a graveyard the day before, I had to get up at 9 am to get the ball rolling with my bank. Basically, I had about 2 hours of sleep. I tried to go back to sleep again but it was just constant phone tag between the car owner and 2 different banks. It was a long process with seemingly no end. I thought I would have to get my car the next day it was taking so long. I ended up getting the car just in time before the banks closed. This made me an hour late to work since I had to drive about 15 miles past Provo during 5 o'clock traffic. Upon finally getting to work, it was incredibly busy. My co workers didn't mind because they are cool. The patient load was heavy, but at the time we had decent patients. For the first couple of hours, it was great. I was connecting with patients like I always try to do, feeling like I made a difference. Then one gross moment made everything go downhill for the rest of the night. I'm not proud of this and it rarely happens in the ER because of the short term care, but an old lady shit on me and one other co-worker helping her into her car. This was the grossest thing ever because it went through her 40 layer diaper and sweats and all over my scrub pants. My legs were covered in shit. It was somewhat embarrassing but I was able to laugh it off with my coworkers. After that, we got busy and overwhelmed. The staff was frustrated and angry. We had a drunk guy who was assaulted who had bed bugs, lice and all kinds of crap you don't want to get near. He was combative and non-cooperative the entire time. It was the most annoying waste of 2 hours ever. We thought this guy might have been seriously injured but it turns out he is a lying douchebag alcoholic just out to make everyones lives miserable. I was behind on all of my work at this point because the drunk had taken up most of my time. In the meantime of catching up with my other work duties, I had to deal with more awful douchebag patients. Whenever you take care of a patient who has lice and/or bed bugs, you become itchy for the rest of the night out of paranoia. That made things much worse since I had a ton of contact with 2 patients who had both of those. (I'm still kind of itchy)
Just barely is it slow enough that I can write this. I've worked my ass off with 2 hours of sleep. I have so much to do when I wake up again. I have to wake up somewhat early to get my car registered and such. Then after that I have to go to my last graveyard shift of the week. I'll be slightly more rested but not much. But I still won't to get caught up on sleep for days. I have school early on Wednesday and some things planned for Thursday. Maybe Thursday night I can finally rest. But I doubt it since my great grandmother will be in town and she is not one for letting people sleep in past 4 AM. Then I will have to wake up early on Saturday just to drive her back to Idaho. Bah.
The only thing that has even gone right today was the fact I got a new car. *sigh* Today had so much potential to be great. I just couldn't make it happen no matter how strong my spirit.
Sleep deprivation week for Johnny Walker is brought to you by coffee and assorted energy drinks: destroying my kidneys one nephron at a time! Also in part by unnecessary stress: destroying weak sleep deprived people across the countries colleges since President Taft ran for office.
Thanks for listening to me whine :)
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