Interesting...

Had a busy night last night when the weather cleared.

It didn't take too long

Most of the weather was to the north of K-town, so it luckily wasn't much of an issue. So, weather a non-factor, we took a patient to Cottonwood, AZ, then quick turned over to Farmington to pick up a patient and drop them in Albuquerque. Nothing intense, nothing odd, just two flights that ran us well into early morning with nothing more than a 2 minute piss break between.

So, in ABQ, at 0300, we found ourselves starving, and we hit up the only thing open: our old late night go-to, Dunkin Donuts. Fresh donuts at 3am is truly a sight and smell to behold, especially when you're hungry as hell. I wound up buying a dozen to take home to Stacey and the kids, and an apple fritter and peanut-butter-and-chocolate cream-donut to nom there. (I think I'll call that last one the "stoners delight".)

While in Albuquerque (and eating donuts no less) I learned something wholly disturbing. If you have a weak constitution, you should just skip ahead to the next paragraph now. Apparently, under the right conditions (usually I believe from an obstructed bowl or otherwise/similarly compromised digestive system) it is entirely possible to defecate through your mouth. You read that right: You can shit out of your mouth. I believe it's called fecal vomiting. Every time I think of this now, I can't help but picture a clogged up main line that causes sewage to shoot up from the sink drain, but instead of a sink, it's someone's mouth. There ya go, enjoy that visual. You're welcome.

So, donuts digesting, horrible, horrible medical knowledge obtained, patient dropped, and duty time ticking away, we headed back to Kayenta where it had apparently snowed while we were gone.

This is not how I left my car....

After getting back to Kayenta, I had just enough time to fuel, plug, and tug the plane (wow, that sounds dirty/wrong) before heading back to the crew house to grab what few things I had brought with me and head home for the day.

Arriving at home, I surprised Stacey with the donuts and headed off to bed while they did their thing.

After waking up, I was craving a donut. Sure there would be a few less, but I brought home a dozen, so there should be a few remaining right? There were exactly two, both lemon-jelly-filled. Apparently Stacey had set the box of donuts on the table for breakfast. K decide she had to go potty, and absolutely could not go alone. By the time Stacey returned to the table, RJ had helped himself to at least four.

That asshole, right there

Also while I was asleep, the girls had gone on a hike. While out and about they came across a small pond/large puddle that had something in it. Keira was calling them "Fish".

K's "Fish" (They're a bit hard to see, couldn't get a good pic)

Those "Fish" it turns out are brine shrimp. They found brine shrimp in a puddle, in the middle of no where in Utah. I never knew, nor even considered that Blanding had an indigenous/feral sea monkey population.

I'm now back in Chinle, and will be till the end of the month, plus two days into next month as well. I'm kinda hoping I go to PHX soon, cause I could totally go for some good Mexican food.