Stories from the trauma bay

I'm sick.  Yeah, I have a goddamned cold and I'm fucking sick.  And when I get sick I get grouchy.  Therefore I'm pissed off and...

Of all the stupid clichés about communication (Communication is key, communication is a two-way street, blah blah blah etc etc), my least fa...

I know I risk angering the Call Gods by saying this, but my trauma game has been rather slow lately.  I've had very few blog-worthy stor...

It's that time yet again, ladies and gentleman.  Time once again to say goodbye to the raging shitmaelstrom that was 2017, and hello to ...

Oh, boy. We have a bit of a doozy here. As you all know this blog is mainly about stupid people doing stupid things. Sometimes, however, it ...

Most of the mechanisms of injury I see are rather mundane and pedestrian. Auto accidents, falls, stabbings, shootings, pedestrians struck, b...

If you're in the States, you can rest assured that I am most assuredly NOT  writing about the Department of Natural Resources.  Nor am I...