Highlights of a recent shift:
Car vs. Truck, Motorcycle vs. Tree, Fingers vs. Snowblower. All par for the course. After last night, however, I can now add "Motorized Supermarket Power Scooter vs. Curb" to my roster of trauma matchups. Thank goodness it didn't cause a multi-scooter pileup.
Dude was sitting out on his porch, doing some early summer grilling when the neighbor's dog broke through the fence and took a nibble on his foot. Irrigated the small puncture wound, started on rabies prophylaxis just in case. As I wrapped the foot, Dude told me to "bandage it up good" and "use extra gauze" so it would look impressive when he threatened to sue his neighbor.
Throw in a handful of people who "lost" their prescriptions for narcotic pain medication, and you have another shift in Fast Track.