had one of the worst calls in a long time. 2 crash caesars. multiple new admissions. crazy bleeding women everywhere. sometimes i wonder if i really want to go O&G. i love the look of ecstatic joy on the faces of the mother and father. but i hate cleaning up the mess after. the blood and the stitching and the swelling. urghh..thinking about it makes me cringe.
i don't think i'll ever get the smell of latex gloves and blood of my hands. i go to sleep with that smell swimming around my senses. *shudder*
and being around all these highly hormonal women is wreaking havoc on my monthly cycle.
post call in a couple of hours. cannot wait. i need sleep very badly. i have a massive sleep debt that i have yet to repay. don't know when or if i ever will do it. since the only time i get to sleep also happens to be the only time i get to have time to myself to do other things besides work. it's a balancing act i tell you.
wedding band practice tonight. looking forward to it. have yet to test out these vocal chords after a long hiatus. don't rightly know if they still function as they're supposed to.
on the bright side, it's the weekend in a couple of hours for me. gloom and doom on sunday as i have to come to work and then i'm on call on monday again.
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