Reality Check

It has been pretty busy in our psych annex lately. We have a normal capacity of 4 beds, and we can stretch it to 5 if we need to. We've had at least 4 full every night that I've worked this week, and when one leaves, somehow another knows to come take their place.

Last night was particularly hectic, with a lot of screaming, throwing things, leathers, and Tasers. (In case you're wondering, when the cops outnumber the nurses, that's a crazy night.)

After we finally settled down the inmates patients clients, the previously suicidal drunk in bed 1 looked up at me with stone-cold sober eyes and said, "When can I get out of here and away from these crazy people?"