Having a vague sense of humour failure towards the end of my fourth night. Not helped by the thought that today I shall be mainly hanging wallpaper, painting walls and trying to buy some carpet.
The stand out silly job of the night was…
40 year old male who'd drank some water and some of the water went down 'the wrong tube', so he coughed and spluttered a bit and his family called an ambulance.
I got it as 'difficulty in breathing'.
Raced, at high speed, across town (with all the dangers that this involves) to find him unsurprisingly fully recovered.
Quick check to make sure he hadn't suffered a stroke (because that can muck up your swallowing function), and then I was on my way.
Back across town at exceedingly high speed for a seven year old asthmatic.
(I do love smelling the burning brake pads when you hop out the car at your destination).
How do you reach the age of 40 without coughing on a drink? I mean, I nearly choked on my tea when I saw this posting., and that was just today.