Its the 16th February 2004, its 23.00.

You decide to give phenytoin. It takes 5 mins to prepare and 10 mins to give. At the end of it, the fitting stops. You feel mighty relieved. You reassure yourself further by noting the improving saturations and heart rate, now down to 170. Its time for a quiet cup of tea.

As the kettle boils your registrar pops into the tea room and asks what on earth you are doing?

In fact, what on earth are you doing?