The Finite

So tired. The 11-hour days don’t help, but the main problem is the asthma at night and the allergies in the day. I must be sensitive to pretty much everything here in Fort Wayne. Harvest dust or cul de sacs or WASPs or something.

The plus side is that I’m only 3 miles away from the hospital. So it’s only a six-minute drive. (It’s not like walking is an option. There aren’t any sidewalks for a great deal of the way.) And the place is pretty legit, too. Like they gave me a badge reel.

The last hospital I was at didn’t. All they gave me was a little alligator clip that I put on my white coat’s right pocket so I don’t accidentally knock it off like I do when it’s on my lapel. One time I was carrying a two coffees into the pharmacy and had my hands full, but I need to pass my badge near the RF reader on the wall to unlock the door. I was just too short to bump up against it so I had to do little hops and hip thrusts to try to get my hip up nearer to the reader. A technician chose just that moment to open the door from the inside, as I had my leg up on the wall, sort of straddling and dry humping the door jamb.

So that’s why I need a badge reel.

So remember how Fort Wayne was very car dependent? This is the view from one of the bus huts in the employee parking lot. A shuttle comes around and picks up people waiting at one of four bus huts and drives them to the Orthopedic hospital entrance. (The hospital is seen in the distance.)

That’s only 700 feet to walk, guys. Are those buses really necessary? If we have to walk 1000 feet, do we get a monorail? Because that’s totally worth it to me if it means we get to have a monorail.

Well, maybe this is complying with some disability law or some such. If that was the case, I guess it was too hard a sale to allow those that need to park closer have spaces close to the building?