Girlpower, the Role 3, and me

Working here is sometimes like being an airline pilot-hours of boredom interspersed with moments of terror. Yesterday a woman was brought in by friend semi-conscious. She had received some bad news and took a handful of pills. She was out of it when she came in and all of a sudden the clinic was full of patients and I was here alone. I sent a "help"text to Dr. Sharp, who had gone to church. We started an IV on her and got her ready to go to the Role 3. There is not that I can do for her. Ordering lab tests, etc, here is a waste of time. If she crumps, we are screwed. I called ahead, told them that we were coming and loaded her into the ambulance. We got there and passed on what information we could. We had found the pills and looked them up on the Internet and actually figured out what they were. Sleeping pills. I passed this onto the Doc at the Role 3 and sent someone off to search her room. I came back to the clinic to finish up and see what else was going on. A little while later I got a call stating that they needed me back at the Role 3. I drove back and told them what information I knew. They told me that she will need a 24 hour babysitter and that it would be me. When I questioned them about this they basically said that they don't have the staff to keep "eyes on" and that we would have to provide the folks to do that. I called back and we started to make arraignments to stand watch. It is a Navy hospital after all. I volunteered to go first. They gave us papers to sign explaining our duties. Rule number 1-you must be the same sex as the patient. Umm, small problem. Regroup. Go to plan B. Back to the clinic I went and gathered up most of the female staff to ask for volunteers. They all volunteered. God love 'em. So I made up a watch bill and worked out the rotations. They was some confusion about vehicles and how to get there. {insert sexist comment here} We worked it out. I told them to call me if there were ANY problems. Only got one call at 0100. Had to go to the clinic to pick someone up so they could leave it for the next person. Dr. Sharp called me back three hours later. He had just read his text. All in all, smooth sailing so far. Guess what's next? You are correct, a medevac...