Three minutes to the new year and ER paged me for an EKG. Sorry if I wasn't a bit late; had to toast to the new year with the CCU goofballs.
I remember a few years ago we were all ready with our glasses of fake wine poured, and a signal one was called overhead. At ten seconds to midnight I just happened to be passing the nurses station, did a quick toast in passing, and was on my way.
That's usually how it is here on New years. And, at about 2 a.m., the trouble makers will start bursting through the ER doors. Hopefully it will be by their own power, or even by the police, as opposed to on an ER stretcher. But even that beats the other stretcher, the one that goes down there.