Well FML

Day two of anesleesia. And it's torture. I'm at the hospital at about 0645, and today didn't leave until 5. It's like freaking surgery or medicine hours. And then I just stood there for 2 hours during an ortho case that used fluoro. So that meant lead vest. When I asked the surgeons if they were using a stool that was set off in the corner they said "yeah, maybe, if we do something with the leg later" so that meant "no, you can't have it". Luckily my resident wasn't all about students so I just bounced and took a 1 1/2 hour lunch. Ugh, this month is NOT going to be fun. Not wanting to intubate or anything. I want to get my 3 checkoffs done and call it a month. I'm starting to realized I should have done an ICU month. At least that way I could get home by 12 and not have stupid simulations, ACLS every time I turn around, and have to sit through resident lectures that I could care less about but still have to stay awake. Yeah, that glazed over look is me picturing myself on a beach in Fiji.

Got my first rejection today. At first I found it funny, but then I started freaking out because I still haven't gotten my UMC interview. Granted, one of the residents told me hers didn't come until later, but I'm still spazzing. Especially since I'm wanting to stay. What if UMC doesn't want me? Ugh, I need a hug.



Things with boy are still going well. Slowly introducing him to people. He's really cute (or at least I think so) and treats me better than I probably deserve. I'm pretty smitten.

Now with some pics of my cute nephew at his soccer game at which I got roasted. (he's the cute little blonde in the green)

Kicking the ball

Yeah, we may have to talk about how you can't use your hands in soccer

Trying to get the ball away from the team

Niece got bored and did head stands

 

 

And as always, KITTY ON TOP OF BOX TOWER