March 3, 2006
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Workin’ 5 (AM) to 9 (PM)
If I have to look at another umbilical cord artery or CBG again, I will scream. Just freaking scream, I tell ya.
Can you believe I’m actually looking forward to a month of doing Pap smears, if it means that at least I will get the chance to do some studying instead of checking to see if the lady in L&D 5 is dilated or contracting.
Last month, as I was standing in the OR, watching someone trim a little subcutaneous fat while the sizzle of the Bovie knife filled the air with ozone and smoke, I thought to myself, “How the hell did I end up here?” Then they broke the water bag, and I had to go resuscitate a kid. Save the musing for later, dear.
In the words of the immortal Bugs Bunny, “I’m DYYYYIN!“
I’m looking for a vacation, possibly in Corpus Christi. Maybe Clear Lake in Houston. If anyone reads this blog anymore, and is interested in splitting costs to rent a sailboat, something less than or equal to 42 feet, let me know. I’m VERY VERY INTERESTED.
Drop me a line. I don’t mind meeting new sailing folks.
