I have been on night float over the past 2 weeks. Working 5 pm to 7 am sunday through thursday, and it does take a toll on you- working while everyone is sleeping, and then sleeping when everyone is working (or playing). You get lonely and for me, i miss my daily "routine." However, our night float is nice because if it isn't busy (which is rare but it does happen- SOMETIMES), you can go home- and for me, it is just a short 7 minute drive over the connector to my little James Island house.
Last night, after seeing a patient at the main hospital and having a family meeting at the ART, i found myself in a glorious position of not being needed at the hospital- and i headed home. I was a bit drained- tonight was my 10th night of night float- and just wanted to get home to my family and my sleepy bloodhound. As i drove over the connector, minding my own business and singing along with the radio, i see this:

I GOT PULLED OVER!
As i was minding my business going home, i got a ticket from the good cops of the City of Charleston- Going 42 in a 35- in a construction zone (oops).
The cop was nice, i must admit. He laughed when i gave him my credit card instead of my drivers license (and thank goodness he didn't think i was trying to pay him off). And he reduced my ticket to $81 and two points. And he nicely told me that i should slow down so that i didn't land any of the construction workers in my hospital (he saw my white coat).
So, lead foot lara is my nickname for now. My first ticket since 2000. And a good lesson to learn- don't speed when there are cops around!