Professional: One Without the Other...

Days off would not be as sweet without the ickiness of working long hours. It's kinda like the dichotomy of life and death; we never truly appreciate what it means to live until we have someone close to us die.

And that's why I'm going to squeeze the fuckin' life out of this Saturday (my first day off in two weeks) and next weekend (my first complete weekend off in 7 weeks.) In medico-lingo, next weekend is a "Golden Weekend" which means I'm on call on Thursday, post call Friday, off Saturday and Sunday. YAY! The only shitty part is that you come back and are immediately back on call.

So in other words, I must live it up while I can.I'm thinking about going to Louisville for the weekend, spending the day Saturday at Six Flags, going out, then returning Sunday morning so that I can catch up on everything here that I need to do. I'll get some club suggestions from EGray and Roberto and maybe EGray will even be able to come with me!

I miss Abe. I miss JeRC. And luckily ChriStaples is still interested in at least hanging out...he's a tough one to read so I'm unclear as to whether or not he's treating us as friends or more. Lol, I'm not a huge fan of confusion, so I'll probably just come out and ask him what we "are" the next time I see him.

On another note, I ran into another nurse that is a bitch. Sheesh, you'd think the supply would run out eventually, but alas, that just isn't the case...Karen is her name and she was very rude to me in front of my patient. That's unacceptable and won't be tolerated. I can't wait til I see her again...