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It was a really bad night. I worked a 12 hour shift and right at the end of it we called a code. I have a love/hate relationship with codes. they get my adrenaline running and are exciting but when you are in the midst of one you are sometimes literally are trying to hang on to someone's life or bring them back and compressions SUCK MONKEY BUTT. The worst thing about a code is paperwork, remembering what you did as a primary and putting it in the charting. It's great that we have a recorder in the room but you still have your own charting to do. Then there is the patient and family who need extra support. Our Hospital is actually really good about having this piece in place though.

I got off really late so my parents kept the munchkin for the night. After work I called Tiff and went to grab something to eat and a beer. I was wound tight and needed to blow off a little steam. It was a good to catch up and by the time I got home, it was today, my mood was better and I was ready to go to bed. I'm off today so I get to sleep in...YAY! See ya tomorrow.