Tonight is my first weekend on-call shift as a chaplain at Strong Memorial Hospital (weekend shifts are usually doubles, 24 hours straight). I got the pager handed to me about an hour ago and have already been called to one tragic encounter in the MICU (Medical Intensive Care Unit). I'm hoping to get some sleep, I'm hoping to do some reading, I'm hoping to do some work for Sunday's worship, but hoping may be for naught.
Peace.
