kiss and make-up

It was late on my 4pm-2am shift (yes I know, it’s a bizarre shift, much worse to work it though). We had one lady in her mid-40’s who had presented and then absconded three times in the last 24hrs. Each time she came in drunk. After she had slept and sobered up enough to wander out she would make her way to some off licence, drink more beer, and then get brought in by ambulance again so she could sleep somewhere comfortable.

At about midnight another lady in her mid-30s came in, also profoundly drunk and very obnoxious. We decided to park each of them on either side of the nurses station where we could all keep an eye on them and they could sleep it off. Sadly instead they decided to have a drunken, blazing, incoherent row, which was stopped only with the intervention of security.

Over the next hour or so they pottered back and forwards to the toilet, not really paying much heed to each other, until the younger girl decided to follow the older lady to the bathroom ‘to apologise’. We were very busy, and it was a little while until it was noted that no-one had seen or heard anything for a while so we went to investigate…the toilet door was ajar…strange noises emanated…two drunken, dirty, vomit stained women were making out in a rather lurid and graphic way. For our own sanity, we had to sedate them both.

Sadly that image is now indelibly printed on my cortex…

~ by Dr Ben on May 12, 2007.