Actually, it's Sunday - but it's Friday to me. I could not be more ready to be finished with work. After tonight, I only have 9 days of work left until I go on maternity leave. I am really ready for it. Obviously, I'm ready for the baby to get here, but I need some time off from work too.
On my actual Friday night, I hit the door at 5:30, and I already had 2 patients waiting to see me and 2 on the way. Busy nights in the ER never bother me, they make the night pass faster. Unfortunately, hitting the ground running like that always leaves me vaguely discombobulated. I feel like I don't have time to gather my thoughts and prepare for the evening. Waiting for me were a very, very sick parvo dog and a heat stroke transfer. Both were intensive care cases that required a lot - and both are doing well as of this morning when I left. The night continued with a limping dog, a coughing dog, a lethargic, febrile cat, and the like.
I haven't been having trouble staying up late to see patients. What I'm having trouble doing is getting up when I've laid down to sleep. Usually, I bounce out of bed almost immediately upon being summoned, and I can think clearly. Lately, when I've been forced to get up at 3 or 4 in the morning, I've been very groggy and out of sorts. It's not pleasant, and it's getting harder. Only 8 more nights between me and maternity leave, though.
One more night is all I have to drag myself through until I can retire to the couch and become a vegetable for a few days. It's hard to express how much I am looking forward to it.
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