Last night was Cinco de Mayo AND a full moon. While I’m not overly superstitious, I was prepared for the worst. The worst meaning open fractures, shattered pelvises, and partially amputated fingers. You know, the usual consults TIMES 10! But to my delight, it was rather tame. In fact, I was kind of disappointed.
Also, today marked 90 days on the job for me. I’ve been a full-blown PA for the last 90 days. That’s a crazy feeling.