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I am me. I have flaws. I own up to my mistakes. I know exactly what I like and want. Most of the time. When I don't, it's because I haven't taken the time to word it in my head.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Blood, blood everywhere and not a drop to...spare?

I came out of a room from doing an EKG and there was a trail of blood, a puddle, and then a longer trail. Some guy fell on stairs and got a huge gash in his head. I got to clean his face and the rest of him from blood while they stitched him up. It was awesome! I never saw a gash so deep in my life, and after that, nothing will make me faint. It was really cool. Tons of blood, and-yeah, I think I'll stop right about here.
Oh, I got screwed over again. 4 nights in a row of evening shifts the second week running.

1 Comments:

Blogger Ernest Scribbler said...

captain bloodloss! thank goodness you're here! (name that quote)

6:38 PM  

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