I have been here at Dwyer a week. I have about two weeks left here then back to KAF for two weeks, then London, then home. I have been kicked out of my VIP room in the tent and placed in a smaller room with the Riff Raff. Which is fine, it is a room that one of the medics had who isn't here used. It's quieter and has a better mattress. I left a carpet that I bought and a chair from the clinic in the other room. I want the chair back. They can have the carpet. "They" being the "muckily muk" (as Karki says) that needed my room. Like most of the Medics at a fob I spend most of my time in the clinic. There is no Internet in my room or a desk so movie watching happens on my computer after hours in the clinic. Room is just for sleeping. The gate was open to the CHUs so I snuck in. There are not a lot of them. There is a ton of room for more rooms next door but getting them here is a challenge. I noticed that one of the "guest" rooms was open so I walked in. Turns out someone was staying in it. Oops, sorry. Luckily I kind of new the guy. He asked me if I needed him for something. What I wanted to say was ,"yes, I need you to move out of this CHU." But instead I mumbled something about being lost and beat a hasty retreat.
We had a serious thunderstorm come through here. Amazingly strong winds and rain. Our clinic is a tent also and it stood up to the forces of nature pretty well. The front door kept blowing open because it is attached to a string to a bottle of water as the counter weight. There's no window so in order to look outside you have to go outside. I kicked into full sailor mode and tried to lash down the string to something but there was nothing to tie it to so I just hung on for dear life until I figured out that there is a lock that I could jimmy rig from the inside. I forgot that we had sent a patient to the bathroom to give us a urine sample. Couldn't hear her knocking, nay, pounding on the door to get back in. Sorry about that, Chief. I did eventually hear her and opened the door. Th storm went on for quite awhile and it was interesting to hear it and not see it. At one on the FOBs a tent blew loose and ended up upside down on top of the clinic. He said that he now has a second story.
I woke up at 2 am last night. I was wondering why I was up that early and then realized that the Niners were playing live in San Francisco, so I donned my full surgical resident outfit of blue scrubs, blue Crocs and blue sweatshirt ( not exactly Niners colors) and headed to the clinic where we have a TV. I took my computer over to the desk and plugged it in so I could se if anyone else was watching the game. One of the Medics at KAF is a fan and sure enough, he was up and on Skype. I had ordered two vintage Forty Niner caps from Amazon and had given him one. Mine is still at KAF but is being delivered here for the next game. So I was sending Skype messages, Facebook messages and was posting on Facebook. I am so Mr. 21st century. It was very cool seeing live shots of the city and I talked to E for the last quarter. Now I feel like a VIP. I had a cup of tea instead of a beer, but life was still pretty good. And they won. I figure it must of been the hats..
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