My last shift at the hospital almost turned into a double. As i was 30 minutes into helping a new mother breastfeed, i heard her guests whispering, "Should we tell her? Probably not now. I think we should tell her..." Finally, she asked a little irritated, "What's going on?" They turned on her television on and we saw the bridge in the mississippi.
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Within an hour, our hospital was in 'code orange.' At first, i misunderstood this to mean "look out for terrorists...you know...anyone that looks different than you." After some confusion, we all realized code orange was "brace yourself for an influx of patients." My hospital is one of the closest. We were in lockdown for some time--nobody allowed in the hospital. Rumors started to fly about what exactly happened and what the injuries were. There was prediction that there wouldn't be enough staff for night shift (which would lead to the aformentioned double shift), but everyone came in early for night shift and things seemed to be well within control.
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Everyone here in the city is checking in with one another...making sure everyone is safe. It's a bridge that fortunately, people i know don't routinely take due to the general crappiness of that freeway (35W) and the construction. I hope everyone you know and love are safe and sound.
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I hope your last night at work went well. We were going to maybe stop by for a visit, but well, you know, we didn't. Anyway, enjoy your time off!
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