Woof! Boy has work kicked my butt this weekend! Feels good to finally be able to sit down after a whole shift of running crazy.
Yesterday was even worse... the 1230-1830 shift (usually the quiet one) was rocking, and we had three overnighters and two outpatients when I got on at 1830... we ended up hospitalizing another one and had walk-ins and phone calls out the ears all night. Nothing got cleaned on my shift, nothing got restocked. Felt bad for the Graveyard shift, because they'd have to patch the clinic back up!
Then got in today for the 1230 shift and discovered they were already rocking again! Today was more outpatient treatments and discharges of the hospitalized patients from yesterday... and more phone calls. Not many walk-ins, which was great. I dont even think we ended up having to euthanize many patients this weekend (YAY).
Managed to get the clinic mostly cleaned and restocked before Z came on at 1830... I'm hoping that everything they get for tonight is all easy and fixable.
That's our motto, by the way. Easy and Fixable. We like those. We'll take porcupine quillings, foxtails, lacerations and abscesses over bloat, parvo, and cancer any day of the week!
Have already dog parked today, so now it's time to continue on with chapter 29 of Adapting. This could be interesting, as I'm used to the drabble format for this particular story's chapters, and 29 and 30 are both going to be probably about 5-8 pages at least. Here goes! **dives in**
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