Having the head ER nurse ask you if you suffer from narco-sleepy because you fell asleep standing in the hallway of the ER, hand poised to hit the electric door switch.
You know what's worse?
Realizing you'd been there for a good 15 minutes, and both of your ambulance partners are nowhere to be seen.
They were outside smoking, and hadn't even noticed yet, so it was all okay, but that nurse *really* gave me a weird look.
This is *not* particularly healthy. Brandon almost had to bathe me last night because I didn't even have the energy to move. I'm just waiting for the sleep deprivation based hallucinations to start...