I’ve had three ICU calls in a row, and it has been bad. I was practically busy the entire time, the phone wouldn’t stop ringing until I now carry a phone charger in my on-call bag. I even had to change my ringtone, because I cound no longer stand hearing the intro to Linkin Park’s New Divide.

Yesterday was totally horrific. I was literally running to and fro from ICU to the Redzone, which is 5 floors apart til my legs were gonna break. On top of that, I had so many other referrals from the wards in the 7th and 8th floor. If anyone wants to lose weight, why not try doing an ICU call in my hospital. Of course, you’ve also gotta be the “jonah” type and not the type who gets to sleep all night til you have a bedsore.

I transfered out and brought in so many new patients into ICU last night that my friend congratulated me on changing the population of ICU. Wow, what an achievement that I don’t need at the moment. Why, oh why can’t I have a peaceful call?

So exhausted by everything and worse still, I’m on call again tomorrow! Yippee! Ugh!

Guess I better sleep more and conserve more energy.

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