Fail, fail, fail, fail, succeed

ER Apocalypse (Part 4)

Nothing left in this gas tank – no food for 11 hours and no bed in the ICU for a very unstable young man dancing with death.

Couple that with a new EMR whose sole purpose seems to be to make my job as difficult as possible. Choosing between the two is a no brainer for me. Taking care of sick people is by far the most rewarding part of my job.

It’s not for the faint of heart or those with a weak constitution. I’m 63 and still up for it, thank you very much. Not bad for someone ten years in and rapidly becoming the oldest person there.

Trying to make a difference here folks. Not sure I always succeed, but it’s not for lack of trying.