1st: One of the least favorite things I get to deal with are the psychiatric patients. On this particular evening I had a young male come in, not in a happy mood. This guy was about 4 times my size and had the mental processes of a 10 year-old. I was busy and didn't spend a lot of time in his room. I've learned that as long as you don't aggrivate these types of people the night goes so much better. Well unfortunately it had gotten to the point where a decision had to be made. I had 6 cops and two male techs to help move the patient who refused to leave. The poor guy went bizurk and lashed out trying to bite and kick. He ended up being rolled out on a bad cuffed and strapped down only to spend a night in a jail cell--that is not where he needed to be. Its simply the result of a broken system that no one wants to fix. Because we are the ER we see a lot of these cases--the people that no one else wants. Its truly sad.
2nd: To end the night I had 2 drunken idoits who came in stone cold drunk with a nasty laceration on his hand. Muscle, tissue, and lots of blood were exposed. He just kept going on and on and on about how he didn't want his parents to know he was drunk. (he had sliced his hand open by getting in a drunk fight with his roommate) He had a nasty mouth and I once again heard the f word over and over and over. Seriously, this is my generation?! Heaven help us all. It was pretty cool to irrigate all the muscle and tissue exposed. I know I have problems.
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