Nights

I'm on nights. The call is completely hit or miss. It's not my favorite, busy or not I'm literally the only psych person on campus and I end up handling annoying bullocks like patients punching the wall. Then there's this....this morning I was woken up an hour before I would've preferred because a patient's blood sugar was....drumroll please...88. EIGHTY-EIGHT. Which is....totally FACKIN normal.