Just a quick note to say that I was on call at the hospital and had a day that is the stuff of legends:

 

8:30:  Day starts out with a bang- two patients in the ED from a hot air balloon crash.  By itself this would be worthy of a story.

10:00:  Motorcycle accident in the ED.  Spend about 45 minutes delineating how one is able to break nearly every bone in one's face.

11:00:  High speed car crash in the ED.  The human body has 24 ribs.  This patient had over 30 rib fractures.  It is generally a bad thing when the outside world communicates with large portions of the lung.

3:00:  Trauma alert via pager:  Incoming trauma patient- bicyclist hit by SUV and then run over.  This one didn't turn out to be much though.

7:00:  Thinking that soon the day would be over.  But no, the coup-de-grace has arrived.  Just when I thought all forms of transportation had been exhausted:  Pager:  Trauma alert: Incoming plane crash.  Oh yes, plane crash.  This one took me about an hour beyond when I was supposed to leave.  The coincidence?  Pilot a maxillofacial surgeon.  With the worst jaw fractures I have ever seen.  Among other things. 

 

Of course these were interspersed with the usual run of the mill cases, but all the day was missing was a boat crash and it would have been untouchable in the history of call.