It can wake you from the deepest sleep, evaporating dreams in-progress...
Ruin the sweetest cup of coffee and defeat a peaceful awakening...
Command attention, immediate response, "JUMP! NOW!" it says...
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It's not all bad, being on call. The problem is, it's entirely unpredictable. Money is a good thing to have right about now, and I'm either making it or I'm spending it. So I might as well be making it. The screeching announcement on the belt indicates another add-on patient waiting to be seen. When they start to stack-up, so does the stress. To be honest though, there are weekends which are pretty quiet: I mean, I saw a patient in the ER first thing this morning, and now here I sit blogging instead of scanning.
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So what do I do if it's quiet? I don't make any plans, to be safe...don't plan to make it to church on Sunday. There's always a project to work on--but not always the motivation to do so. I may venture to a coffee shop and dive into a book. I could have some lunch down the road...but just as I'm ordering... Ahh, well. You never know. It was worth a shot.
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What I don't do is go home. For me, there's nothing worse than driving all the way home after seeing a patient, prop my feet up with a glass of iced tea and "BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP". That will drive me to insanity faster than anything. Not to mention the waste of gas. So I stick around, work out on the treadmill, write some emails...finish those presentations for next week's conference. (I'm currently in full-on procrastination mode. I do work best under pressure, but this is ridiculous).
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