Go back to fucking bed

Code 2 for numb finger. It’s 3am.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Two minutes later…

“M18, the caller is requesting cancellation.”

You don’t have to ask twice. Good thing we haven’t left the station yet.

I can only imagine that conversation between the caller and the dispatcher. I know if I was taking that call there’d be all kinds of awkward pauses. And hopefully no profanity.

***

Code 2 for allergic reaction to meds. At the drug rehab. Again. It’s 4am.

A “client” is sitting in the lobby. As usual.

“I took my meds and my face feels numb.”

Psych meds.

“You can feel me touching your face, right?”

“Yes.”

“So what do you mean by numb?”

“My fingers feel numb too.”

I leave the room. I can’t take this place. I hear the staff behind me.

“Sorry but we had to call. We’re not doctors.”

“Hey, do you guys EVER tell your ‘clients’ to just go back to bed instead of calling for EVERY little thing they say is wrong with them?”

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