My room is comfortably small with rubber lining the walls

and there's someone always calling my name

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Hightlight of my night: I had an 8 month old patient who fell off a bed at home and bonked his head. A head CT scan was done just in case because he may have sustained a concussion...and incidentally he had a huge brain tumor nearly filling one of his ventricles.

Turns out the mother, the 8 month old, and her 2 year old son were living in a battered women's shelter because the piece of shit father beat up the 2 year old and attempted to kill the mother.

What an unfair situation. I spent most of my shift hugging and lending a sympathetic ear to the mother, since I had no idea what else to do.

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