Worked the ambulance today. Was tired this morning and really wanted a coke to make my headache go away and help clear the phlegm in my throat. I held off because I know once I have one coke, I will have another the next day and soon instead of just a 10 ounce can, it will be a 20-ounce bottle.
Today was a stressful day.
Not that we did many transports, most of our calls turned out to either
no patient or no injury. The police
dispatch kept giving us wrong directions or wouldn’t update us when they got
new information. A car under a tractor
trailer on the highway lead to us going east and then west looking for it, and
end up with us on a city street for a minor fender bender that was moved off
the highway without any word to us. We
were dispatched on one call for after we finally got sent to the right location turned out to be a police officer looking
for a Band-Aid for a skinned knuckle. A
car into house with four injuries including two children also turned out to be a
minor fender-bender. And no chance all
day to get a hot dog.
My wife is working late again tonight at her second job so
it’ll be just me at home again tonight.
I told Jerry I was going to go home and make a hot dog and then just
might feel empty. I said I wasn’t
certain I was going to be able to make 365 days in a row. The thought of just a bland dog weighed on
me. For the second time this week, I found
myself thinking about getting a hamburger, a juicy hamburger with bacon, onions
and barbeque sauce. I was tempted to
search hamburger on my Instagram feed.
At least we got off on time. I
admit I was feeling really tired. I
think the weightlifting I have been doing and yesterday’s PT where the
therapist was really working my abs and knees hard may have worn me down. Jerry said maybe it is the Hog Dog Diet.
I got home and was so hungry made myself a hot dog. Simple boiled/grilled with a toasted Trader Joe Bun. I did notice there was some green fungus on the bus. I took the bun with only tiny speck on it and pulled the peck off it. That is the trouble with the Trader Joe Buns. They don’t have a lot of preservatives in them so the fungus grows quick not like the store brand buns that last for months until they become too hard to eat. I was hungry so I went with the one mended bun. I toasted it up well so it was truly a buttered and grilled bun.
Day 98.