
Last month, these were the cats you saw between 5:30pm and 5:30am pretty much every day of the month if you happened to wreck your car or let a tree fall on you. Nick Pauly, sitting down, gracefully handled hundreds of nearly pointless floor pages. Example: "Dr. Pauly, Mr. SoandSo's blood sugar is 112. The orders say to call for blood sugars over 140, but I thought I should let you know." Ahhhhhhh! Our only reprieve was frequent trips to the ER for pink lemonade slushies.

Chad Caves ran the ER several nights while I was on the trauma team.

Our night doc, Dr. Aguilar, master of Woot's special deals.
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