I don't know why I developed the headache or why it was so hard to get rid of. I had an eye appointment the day before and my eyes had been dilated. They were very light sensitive, but I never developed a headache, so I don't think it was related to that. All I know is, I was nearly non-functional at times at work and I can't afford that! I'm glad the census and staffing was such that I was able to come home. It is possible that someone else (who was "on call") got called in later in the night if the census went up. I hope not, but I didn't really need to stay.
I will be doing charge the next two nights, so it's not like I'm going to have a "slack" weekend because I got off last night! Weekends in the Trauma ICU are rarely boring.
This week a guy named Chad Jones died in our unit. He was 20 years old. He worked at the hospital and was liked by everyone. His job was delivering medical supplies that we ordered to the units. He was always very fast and efficient and we used to kid him about his speed in delivery. I've never known anyone who died in our unit before (which makes me lucky, I know, in 4.5 years) and it saddens me that Chad died. He wasn't drunk, he wasn't doing drugs. He was driving too fast on a familiar road near his home when he lost control, rolled and hit a tree. Who hasn't done something so innocent and stupid in their life?
There, but for the grace of God, go I.
I hope Chad rests in peace.