For some reason, it always seems that Wednesday is always busy. As though Monday and Tuesday are just relaxation days, Wednesday a big rush, Thursday another relaxation period... and then Friday with the finale. It's not like there was a mascal, but merely just so many people coming in for different reasons. There is nothing that I hate more than when someone comes in with the common cold; it’s a waste of my time. I can understand if there were complications with a cold, but seriously... if the cold drags on... take some damn medicine.
Probably the most interesting character that came in today was "Fred". A 27-year-old man suffering from severe cases of Schizophrenia. Apparently, he ceased consumption of his medicine. In the emergency room, we have a routine for the mentally ill. We perform an evaluation, if his insurance wants to perform their own they can, we may admit him to our hospital, or send him to another. What was the reason for Fred to come to our hospital? To be concise, He went out of control. He suffered from a sub-group of Schizophrenia called Paranoia Schizophrenia. Fred tried to kill his neighbor in the effect that he believed his neighbor was spying on him. The police were outside his room, but just looking at Fred I could tell he had some issues. He was sweating profusely; he rocked in his seat back and forth, and couldn't stop biting his fingernails. I could only feel sympathy for Fred; he can't control his thoughts or actions. Well, it turned out, that his neighbor glanced over to Fred and gave him a wave. We admitted Fred, and Fred is back on his medication, Fred is happy.
On the contrary, I have dinner reservations for tomorrow at an upscale restaurant in town. We'll see how well dinner goes with Amanda. I haven't seen in her a week, but I "hope" it doesn't thwart our dinner plans… they were expensive.
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