It seems like my life is boring unless I am in the emergency room. I finally came back after months away to end up holding a nearly severed ear while the ENT surgeon tried to reattach it. This is why I don't go chasing after large animals at night.
It was really fun holding up the ear the entire time. The ENT resident was really nice and quizzed us on relevant stuff, and taught me a lot about suturing material. There were 4 of us hanging out in the shock room, so I had a good time chatting it up with some good friends while druggies were dragged in and out in various stages of lucidity.
Highlight of the night was when I just walked in and started a line. Wow am I rusty, but I got in on the first try. Wooooo!
Hard to imagine a hour ago I was munching on hor d'ourves celebrating a friend's recent engagement. Now if I only had a motorcycle...
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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