Original Recipe or Extra Crispy?

I finally got to work a few days this week, after having been cancled about 14,000 times in a row. Shortage of crazy people! And this evening, this man was my patient. So obviously, he's a little crispy.

Nice guy though. All the suicide attempts are. Certainly better than my crack addict Sunday night. Anger. Adivan. Anger. Adivan. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Finally, he told the nurse she should just give him "the shot." That means he got jabbed with Haldol in the ass, in addition to the rest of his bedtime meds, which included some IV Adivan and a sleeping pill. Within 5 minutes, he was snoring and never moved again. Good stuff.

Anyways, back to poor Patrick. He was quite a nice guy and so were his brother and dad, who were both there visiting. His roommate was an entertaining, VERY belligerent old man. He'd let off the loudest, longest string of obscenities whenever someone would come tell him to do something. However, there was plenty of silence to be had. Especially the awkward kind. We were sitting there watching the news when a report came on all about what the police are considering charging Patrick with. -cricket, cricket- Awkward. Awkward.

Luckily, the next story was about Paris Hilton wanting children soon. Nothing better to break the silence than that piece o' crap.