Is that my pager again?

I am on call this weekend and was hoping that it would be quiet. I should have known I wouldn't be that lucky since I have been fortunate enough to escape all the busy weekends lately.

My Saturday morning started with the sound of my pager going off at 3am. In my opinion, anytime between 1-3am is the WORST time of the day to be called in. I rushed around to get dressed, brush my teeth & get out the door all in 5 minutes flat. I get there, do the procedure, save a life and make my way home. I crawl back into bed at 6am, managed to fall back asleep and 3 hours later - beep beep beep - I'm getting called in again! I fly out the door, make my way to the Plaza, do the procedure and back home I go. I jump in the shower, grab a bite to eat and beep beep beep - is that my pager AGAIN? For the 3rd time, I head back down to the Plaza, do the procedure and head back home. By now it is 2pm and not only am I exhausted but I have also gone through almost a whole tank of gas making 3 trips down to the plaza and back again. I managed to make dinner for Shane and prayed that the madness is over.

After we ate, I got settled in to the couch to watch TV. At 8:30pm I here it again - beep beep beep - are you F'n kidding me!?! I wanted to throw that pager against the wall. Made my way back to the Plaza for the 4th time today, did the procedure and got back home around 11pm. A co-worker was taking over my call for the rest of the night starting at 11pm so I was thrilled to know I would have an uninterrupted evening of sleep - the bed never felt so good!