In the wee hours of the morning at work we took in a gunshot victim. This summer, ok, during all seasons, in the part of town that my hospital is in, this is pretty common but I didn't realize how common until I got a phone call from a nurse up on one of the floors:
"Switchboard"
"Yeah, we're wondering why there's so many cop cars outside"
"Oh. There's a gunshot victim down in the ER."
"Oh. (obvious disappointed tone) Is that all?"
"Yeah...sorry."
I'm not really sure what she wanted to hear. Maybe she wanted to see if I was being held captive in the switchboard office, duct taped to my chair and ready to give a list of demands such as a Hummer filled with gas, 12 cheeseburgers, a large selection of guns and $250,000 in tens and twenties--non-sequential.
On a related note, rumor has it that a new code is being developed to be called when an active shooter, or person with a gun is in the hospital. These are the times we are living in...
A blog about some of my random thoughts, complaints, and things I've noticed. I am a wife, mother, switchboard operator and general watcher of those around me.
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