Monday morning at nine: "Non-responsive person on site!" The emergency doctor was an older construction worker at the bottom of a trench: shaky, confused, frightened, obviously postictal. What had happened? The man was unemployed for months this morning, and had finally started a job on the site. Sober. For the months of unemployment, he had apparently been drinking all day. Also in the morning.
the new job lined up sober, slipped into the alcohol withdrawal, convulsed. Alcohol withdrawal seizure is called something like that. Now, dazed but not smooth after the seizure. The ambulance brought the poor fellow in neurology.
later than two hours: car accident in the same district. Car in front lamp, in a straight line. Cause you can not, drivers can not be addressed. But known. And postictal. Again. The Braunüle was still in the back of the hand. What had happened?
The man was straight escapes from neurology and had trying to master the way home with his car. Kramp second attack. This time surgery.
Such things happen, Monday morning at nine.
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