One of the things that we're most afraid of during a draggy on-call is falling asleep. Sure when disastrous untoward events occur despite our vigilance and the adrenaline rush is pumping through the veins, we're wide-awake and hyper-alert. But when the event's over, the patient stabilizes and the rush fades, the sweet, tender arms of somnolence start reaching for us again.
Difficult to resist the siren call of sleep especially when the slow beep beep of the monitors tend to lull softly like a lullaby. Thank God there are several things that do help...
a) Midnight food runs
What can I say? There's nothing quite as deliciously wicked as this - making a quick run for it, escaping to the nearest food junction. Anything has to be better than the nutritionally sufficient, bland tasting hospital gunk.
b) Torrid romances and trashy magazines
Seriously. Medical text can only keep me interested for an hour at the most before the words star to blur and my head starts to tip forward. Thank God for wild unbelievable, suspenseful romances and the ever delicious Brangelina affair.
c) Heavy metal / pop on the radio
Slow sentimental music or classical? Please, that would certainly knock us out faster than a dose of Sevoflurane. Nothing like some pounding thump-thumpa beat to keep our eyes wide open.
d) Sending messages
Yeah, it happens. I keep myself updated with my friends with all sorts of kinky, naughty messages that aren't quite suitable for public viewing. Hitherto sterling reputations are shredded into little pieces during the fraught discussion.