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First things first:

Gacked from [ profile] screwthedaisies and [ profile] hector_rashbaum...

Comment with two characters I write, and I'll write about their first kiss.

That done, I'm almost out of another week of nights, yay!

But then, next week? Also busy. )

News from the practice, and why cats are astonishing creatures. )


May. 10th, 2007 08:28 am
mad_andy: (Dirk wot?)
Your results:
You are Will Riker
Will Riker
Jean-Luc Picard
An Expendable Character (Redshirt)
Deanna Troi
Geordi LaForge
Mr. Sulu
James T. Kirk (Captain)
Leonard McCoy (Bones)
Mr. Scott
Beverly Crusher
At times you are self-centered
but you have many friends.
You love many women, but the right
woman could get you to settle down.

Click here to take the Star Trek Personality Quiz

Ah ha ha ha HA. Wanna be Worf.

Busy night. Have a headache. Goodnight...!


Apr. 29th, 2007 08:45 am
mad_andy: (Tough day bunny)
Eleven inpatients last night.


The practice record is thirteen. With seven on drips. Last night I had six.

Still, one went home at 7am, one more was about to go when I left and two more will definitely be going home during the day, so with any luck tonight will be considerably quieter. Unless every other animal that didn't have a crisis yesterday decides to do it today, of course...

Still. On the plus side, the night went very quickly, and it was very satisfying getting the place from bombsite to neat, clean surgery, all ready for the day's onslaught!

I wanted to write, but all I want to do now is sleep. *Yawn* Jeez. Am I tired.
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Well, I got through my first night shift without a problem. My return has been met with an embarrassing amount of joy - it's great to have me back on the team and they know they can rely on me etc etc. Gosh. *Blush* Talk about an ego boost.

Anyway. Before I crash, thought I'd nick this meme from [ profile] hector_rashbaum:

The first 10 people to comment on this post get to request a drabble. In return, they have to post this in their journal & offer the same. Post all fandoms you're willing to write for.

Gamma Ray
Iron Maiden
Blind Guardian

Feel free to specify het/slash/gen. Prompts are good but I'm not making any promises! Also, if there's a band you'd really really like to see me having a crack at that I haven't listed go ahead and ask. No promises, mind you...but I'll try.

And now I'm going to have another cup of tea and relaaaaaaax....
mad_andy: (Blue Dirk and Kai)
Well, here we are again.

Eleven at night, I'm at work, listening to a cat complaining about the accomodation and... feels like I've never been away. So easy to fall back into routine; most things are the same, I've soothed one nervous client over the phone already and done the floors and, well, so far so good.

And yet I am different, in so many ways. It's so strange, but I can't really describe it. Still, looks like most of the nursing itself is like riding a bike - guess you never really forget it!
mad_andy: (Tuff Dirk with gun)
[ profile] rdyfrde has updated the stash again.... And oh, this almost killed me: )

And in other news: )

And finally: )


Jul. 30th, 2006 06:08 am
mad_andy: (Tuff Dirk with gun)
Lovely quiet night. Got plenty of sleep. Patients (almost) behaved themselves.

I say almost because one of them is a chocolate labrador puppy, and they are genetically unable to behave themselves. I really don't know why people bother. I loathe chocolate labs with a passion. (Strawberry ones, on the other hand...*hahahaha*)

This one has had a little bit of breakfast, wants more and is thus screaming the place down. In a minute I shall put Slayer on very very loudly to cow the damn thing.

Nothing like a brief blast of South Of Heaven to shut a dog up ;)

(I am kidding, before anybody hammers me. What I am actually going to do is ignore it.)

Now, why can't I write?!


Jul. 29th, 2006 08:22 am
mad_andy: (Tough day bunny)
I survived. I am knackered.

However, here's an anecdote that sums up tonight and, indeed, night shifts here in general:

It's 0615. I am gore and saliva to my eyebrows, because the cat whos tried to stop a car with his face has decided he's going to finish the job by braining himself on the walls of the incubator. Morphine has stopped working. The only thing that is working is me putting the beast in a (gentle) headlock.


Cat. Blood. Saliva. Headlock.

"My cat's bandage has fallen off."

There is a moment of silence while I try to come up with a response that does not begin with "WHAT?!!!!!WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?

They sound nervous. So they bloody should.

So I make them an appointment to come in and see the vet, and hang up very gently.


People. Gotta love 'em, right?

Oh dear.

Jul. 28th, 2006 11:50 pm
mad_andy: (Tuff Dirk with gun)
Having the night shift from Hell. Walked in to see a dog being prepped for surgery, a cat that had tried to stop a car with its face being given oxygen and the unmistakeable smell of dogs with haemorrhagic diarrhorrea.

Unable to run away screaming, I had to stay.

About half way through the cleaning process. Need tea and stuff, so stopped.

Heard somebody getting mugged in the carpark next door - called police, they weren't interested. Marvellous.

So, since it looks interesting, here is my interpretation of the Friday Five:

(Nicked from various on the Flist.)

1. Are you named after anyone? I am. A friend of my mum's when she was out in Singapore - thought my name was unusual so went for it. And my middle name is after the wife of one of dad's friends, also out in S'pore. They liked the spelling. *Snort* Thanks guys.

2. Do you have your children's names picked out already? Do get real. No breeding here, ta.

3. If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name have been? Caleb, apparently. Gotta love my parents.

4. If you could re-name yourself what name would you pick and why? Do you know, I have no idea. For years I preferred my middle name, but these days...? I like the shortened version of my current name. Andy works for me, it's nicely ambiguous and short enough to carry if yelled across a room!

5. Are there any mispronunciations/typos that people do w/ your name constantly? Sometimes putting an extra 'i' in my first name, but rarely. Even my surname usually gets spelled right ('Slaymaker' is so unusual people almost always ask how it's spelled). My middle name, however...ha. 'Catharine' is an unusual enough spelling that very, very few people ever get it right....

(And now you know my middle name ;) )

Right, back to it!


Jul. 28th, 2006 09:09 am
mad_andy: (Tuff Dirk with gun)
I've changed my layout, and I'm not sure I like it. We'll see.

The laptop is dead. Which - it being Slay's laptop - wouldn't be such an issue but there's a couple of thousand words on there I'd really rather not have to recreate from scratch, CURSES. In other news: )


Jul. 27th, 2006 12:30 am
mad_andy: (Tuff Dirk with gun)
At work - first of *five* night shifts, not four. Cock up. Oh well.

Busy as fuck. Still haven't done floors, lots of very sick inpatients. And now it's thundering. Marvellous.

Half past midnight, having first cup of tea since seven!!! Will finish thius then get back to it. If you're lucky you might catch me on MSN, which is the only messenger prog I have here at work.

*Looks over shoulder*

Gotta run.


Apr. 7th, 2006 09:02 am
mad_andy: (Tough day bunny)
Two down. Five to go.


Apr. 6th, 2006 07:57 am
mad_andy: (Tough day bunny)
One down, six to go.


Apr. 4th, 2006 07:56 am
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OK. On the run up to another week of night shifts, which should be exciting as they're now thirteen hours long. Expect long whingey posts beginning, oh, thursday or so...

Mrs B__'s funeral today, but Tom went to a great new home on sunday with a retired couple, so he's well taken care of.

Got jumped by a great evil bunny and have started yet another epic fic. This one is going to be huge; chapter one (which is the introduction, really, rather than a chapter in its own right) is 4771 words, but chapter two is a whopping 10 258! It has the feel of a biggie. Much as Legend did. Still, it'll give me something to fiddle with in the wee small hours of the morning next week.

And that's it really. Oh, except that I feel much better about squeeing over being published now that other people are squeeing too!


Oct. 29th, 2005 07:12 am
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Well, it's 0712. The place is clean, the washing is all done, the inpatient is dry, clean and comfy. And didn't try to bite me this morning, always a bonus. Just kind of hanging around now, being very very bored. I even caught up with the scanning and insurance forms - which I didn't get to do last night because of battling with the blood machine and trying to print a farking document...

I loathe Word. Hate it.

I'd do that meme [ profile] mayqueen517 came up with - but my memory isn't brilliant, and I like to have my music list onscreen so I can double check stuff - lyrics, song titles, that sort of stuff. No good if I type 'oh you know, that one that goes da-da-diddle DUM dum dum de-DUM...'


Slay has the brilliant idea of wizzing up to the trader's fair today, up near Coventry. It's a twice yearly beano where all the people that sell to the various periods of re-enactors get together all in one place and bring all their goodies. You can get stuff from Roman glassware to second World War Jackboots... taking in swords and muskets and clothing and buttons and ceramics and fabric and--

It's a lot of fun, I'll grant you that. And it's a good place to bump into people you haven't seen for ages. Not to mention overspend horribly! The last time we went I ordered a new musket...

*Note to self: you don't need any more guns.*

Trouble is, I've just done this hideous run of three nights and I really don't want to spend a couple of hours on the road each way. listening to beloved husband cussing out other road users, then struggle round a crowded hall no matter how nice the pretties are. *Thinks about the armour stalls and weakens*

Mind you, I could sort half my christmas present worries there. Not to mention pick up some nice bits and pieces for Rockfic Asheville. Argh! All I want to do is curl up on the sofa - after editing a couple of kick ass fics. Spending the day crawling between sofa and screen works for me but as Slay will whinge if I don't go, then I guess it isn't going to happen. Drat the boy.

0722. And I am bored.

Catch you later, people...


Oct. 27th, 2005 10:42 am
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I really ought to get some sleep. I've done my first proofreading job - bloody idiot I am, accepting it when starting a run of nights - and jolly hard work it was too. I know now more than I ever, ever wanted to about Heritage status and listings and whatnot...

Thirteen hour nightshifts blow goats. Incidentally. But at least I only had one patient so it wasn't a bad intro... keep it all crossed for me tonight...

In other news, my Triops are growing like weeds and eating like horses. Cute little devils, they are...

I am such a big kid. Their little tank sits next to my keyboard, and they're so cool to watch.

And now... I should go get some kip, yes?
mad_andy: (Default)
I'll finish the Man Raze writeup, I promise.

However, I've just completed one of a set of four nightshifts, and I'm knackered. Fried. You see, we now (we being the nurses, not the vets) take the emergency phone calls. So, somebody's dog gets a hangnail at three in the morning, they ring the vet in a panic they get - me.

I tell them to go to the out of hours service, which is in Oxford, or to make an appointment for the morning. But it's up to me to decide which needs seeing and which can wait - albeit with the advice of the vet on the end of a phone, once you've woken him up. It's a bit nerve-wracking, that. Never mind that we do it every day; that's during the day when all you have to do is holler loud enough and a vet will answer you, if only to shut you up.

This is... I dunno, proper triage? Feels like it.

So as I'm too paranoid that I'll miss the phone ringing I didn't sleep.

I hope that isn't a repeating pattern, or I'll be dead come Tuesday. Wednesday morning, whatever...

And they want me to do another seven night stint later this month. I said I'd see how this lot went first...

I think sleep would be a good idea, don't you?

(And no, [ profile] kraftpistole and [ profile] xeviscerax, I have not forgotten your fics that I'm supposed to be doing a beta on. I'm trying to do that too, OK? But I haven't forgotten. Promise.)


Sep. 17th, 2005 09:25 pm
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Just... I dunno, really. Spaced out. Tired, but not tired. Kind of wandering around the place in a daze.

Managed to complete the beta on [ profile] mayqueen517's ficlet. I hope she doesn't hate me. She's got real promise, and a whole bagload of enthusiasm - and guts. I'm fretting now. I hate upsetting people. Maybe I'm too bloody enthusiastic for my own good.

*Wanders around for a bit*

I'll be better tomorrow. I hope.

*Sits in a corner and frets about nothing very much*


Sep. 17th, 2005 11:20 am
mad_andy: (Bruce Animated)
And it's over...

...until the next time. Which is the first of October, but that's just a measly four nights. *Snort* I'm such a putz!

Now I have to try and reset my body clock - hopefully with the aid of two beta (sorry Ev) projects (from [ profile] arrys_girlie and [ profile] mayqueen517) and a new one shot. Which was spawned from a bunny thrown to me by [ profile] arrys_girlie during a Yahoo chat session. Cheers babe, I needed another project like I need a hole in the fucking head. Hey ho, 'tis just a one shot... in the Journeyman universe. Yeah, I know, I'm supposed to be writing the next chapter of that - blame bloody Fiendy, say I.

Okay. Must be off...


Sep. 16th, 2005 11:05 pm
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Believe it or not, 'tis a quiet night. Just one small dog in on a drip. Means I can get a shitload of paperwork done - which beats running around like a moron trying to do three things at once. And it means I'll get some sleep, too.

My friend Jaynie rang me earlier (*waves at Jaynie*). Trouble is, Heather the vet is on this weekend - which means that she's staying here and has the phones. (It's complicated.) But when Jaynie rang me at home Slay gave her the out of hours number because I hadn't got round to telling him not to ring it 'cos he wouldn't get me...

Heather has forgiven Jaynie and I for being asked about giving a budgie an enema...


Can't wait to get together with the girls again! Hanging out with the Lepp girls is the most fun I can have with my clothes on, I swear; we met on the road, and have stayed remarkably close. And I'm the youngest of the gang too, which makes me feel pretty good! Anyway, more on that when it happens. But I'm getting excited about it.

I fancy doing that 'twenty things' meme - but I'll upload this post first, because the works system (I'm such a slacker) turns into a pumpkin at midnight and if I lose another post I shall swear and swear.

So. Quiet night.



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