It is not a full moon. I made a point of checking last night. Where the crazy fuckers are coming from... I couldn't even begin to explain. Not necessarily psych patients, but the run on the mill public gone wild. Someone explain to me what the hell is up with young guys punching stuff. Seriously, you get mad... and you hit something that is going to totally fuck you up, but you do it anyway. Lockers, brick walls, cars... you name it. I don't want to be a advocate for violence, but doesn't it feel better to hit something that you actually hurt? Smart boy last night decided to punch and elbow a plate glass window. (hasn't this been covered in episodes 1, 2 and 10 of this blog?!?!) So he shows up drunk as fuck (obviously!) with a laceration to the left wrist through the vessels, ligaments and nerves bleeding like fuck everywhere, he also had a lac to the bone on his right elbow that, fortunately, wasn't bleeding as badly. 5 hours, 200 of fentanyl, 2 of ativan and 8 of zofran (yes he was a puker) he finally had a decent bp and was not bleeding everywhere. His excuse... "I was mad and I'm a fucking retard." No arguments here buddy.
I actually got another patient banned from the hospital the other day. Why does that feel like a great accomplishment? Dude came from the Marriott and had been in some kind of fight. He had a tiny laceration that might need about 3 stitches but was convinced that he was bleeding to death. When I didn't jump to he became violent... beating on the desk and threatening to fuck me up. Our "security" was a huge help. They called the police for me! The officers hauled his ass out and had him in handcuffs pretty fast. Our clinical coordinator aka "fearless leader" banned him from the grounds and all was right with the world again.
So, question... I have kept this blog pretty quiet. The cop knows about it.... mom knows it exists and that's about it. What happens if I get found out? If someone I know finds and reads... then figures out who I am? I find myself worrying what that person will think about what I have to say and if I am really as crazy as I come across here. Ugh.... no pressure now!