When I took my EMS course, the final exam was split up into two categories: Medical and Trauma. They're both important, but in the beginner class, it wasn't really necessary to worry about cases where they both happen at once.
As I lay here with a bad back and a cold, I think to myself: Truly, what were the chances. So that's why the updates are a bit sporadic this week. I think I might even seek medical advice tomorrow, if only to make this circus leave town.
There's always a bright side, though. I'm able to convince myself that it's only because of my stuffed nose and weary demeanor that every single clerk I've talked to all week has gotten my order/request wrong.
You take your victories where you can.