Refresher Course: Part VIII
Eric sighed, he really couldn’t help it as he took a knee on the floor and looked over the somewhat sloppy job the class had done.
“Really?” he asked the class hovering around them as he took in the sloppy restraint work, rucked up bandages, the loose head support and once again shook his head.
“She wouldn’t stop fighting us,” the blond chick that had been hovering over him all morning mumbled as she rubbed a sore spot on her arm, the injuring courtesy of his wife.
“You should know how to handle combative patients,” he reminded them even as he shot… Read More