CoNT......

this is a continuation of my busiest night ever in my whole ttsh career. a week after and im still not over it. am i over acting? maybe. runny nose, fever maybe, coughing like a dog, 3 bleeders, depleted fridge, demanding doctors, "demanding" nurses coz the doctors are demanding, problematic transport drivers, nonresponsive bts (sucker) medical officers, a very tired indian janitor/porter. thats all of it. imagine. i should write a book on how to survive. on how to catch shit when its thrown at you. (you don't! coz its shit you dumbass!). long night tonight . .no action. . . .