So this afternoon, the x-ray techs were changing shifts, and discussing the cases they saw. I always find it interesting to overhear the signouts of the ancillary staff and technicians because they each find patients interesting or fascinating in their own way. We the ER is busy, EVERYBODY is busy. When sick patients arrive, there is something of interest for everyone from the paramedic who arrives sweating and pumped full of adrenaline, to the technician who gets the initial EKG showing an acute MI that even they can interpret with ease, to the secretaries who handled the lab work of the septic patient, to the technicians who are the first to see a “white-out” of a young lady with crack lung or heroin induced pulumonary edema.

So this afternoon, one x-ray tech says to the other, with a bit of dry sarcasm:
“This morning we shot x-rays of a girl who decided to have crack and wine for breakfast.”

And the award for the best line overheard from an x-ray tech goes to Curly, who wondered, “Hmm. What kind of wine do you serve with crack?”