When I was graduating school and reading med blogs, I always assumed that a bunch of shit was fictional. Or that when I started, I could never write my own successfully because I wouldn't have enough material. I was dead wrong, but sometimes I wish I wasn't.
Like tonight. When I got stuck up in triage on the 3rd drunkest day of the year, and my first patient at 715 was already tanked. Like, couldn't even stand up straight. Yeah, she checked in because her toe hurt. Her toe hurt because two days before, she was sliding down the stripper pole and work and her acrylic toenail came off and now it was "oozing infection". She was so wasted and/or stupid that she was talking about what they needed to do to start her IV. I wish I was really that creative and I could make up stories like this one. But no, it's true, this person actually exists and probably has children. God help us all.