I’ve got mad skills. I couldn’t sleep worth a damn last night. Got ≤ 3 hours of sleep. Not good with a 12 hour shift ahead of you.
I fell asleep around 0930 in the truck leaving a neighboring city out of our PSA and woke up about 1030 to the doors of the truck opening. Apparently we had gotten a call–Code 3 at that, and I slept through the entire trip. Which is impressive as the airway seat(jump seat, whatever) has only a lap belt and no way of keeping my upper half upright. So the fact I didn’t bash my head into the cabinets is impressive. Oh, and there’s the matter of the lights and sirens…
Worst part–my contacts were soooooo dry. Had a fun chat with a British Gent for about 20 minutes during the transport though.
Good times. I WILL get sleep tonight.
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