Pull to the Right

I am finally home after a long shift. Worked a 24 on the medic, then a 24 on the BLS side for some what should have been easy OT. Ha! The first 24 was fine... nothing challenging. Got called out for an asthma attack and when we get there a guy is sitting outside a strip mall looking pretty upset. He had recently had some abdominal surgery and apparently him and his wife got into it and she punched him in the belly and elsewhere. Parts of his story sounded dramatized but the cops on scene sure did not have any sympathy for him. "What, you're wife beat you up?"

Got called to the grocery store for an in custody with a laceration. The guy is shoplifting some goods and he just cant figure out for the life of him why the store security might tackle him in the parking lot after he starts running. He knows the complaints to have, even though he is still hopeful for some reason that its actually going to delay jail. No such thing as a smart ciminal.

The second 24 hours were a completely different story. We ran our butts off. Everyone seems to be out sick lately so dispatch was short on crews. We left the station around 10am and didnt get back til 12:45am. And there was no sitting under a tree somewhere hiding out. I had a really good partner. We laughed and made the best of being beat to death with calls. Plenty of goofy sound effects over the intercom as we're going down the street in the hood. We finally quieted down about 1am, but then got called out at 3:40am this morning to head down to an outlying hospital for a transfer back into the city. Its a good 35 miles each way. I was booking it in hopes of getting back into bed faster. Joe got to sleep the way there, I wanted to mess with him... If I have to be up, HE should have to be up! I kept my thoughts on Tim and Austin to keep my brain focused and trying to keep my eyes from crossing and then subsequently closing. Sleep.... mmmm.. precious, precious sleep. It was 5am before we got back... The next few days off will be nice. Enough OT for me.