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Nobody wears a white coat any more...
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
Sequelae to my phone post....
...or I could be too tired, O Best Beloved, to do anything but go to sleep. That's what I get for wanting to talk to my Angel so much I stayed up past midnight to do so.
It was, all in all, an anticlimactic day. Tomorrow must be better.

However, tomorrow night I am on call again. I shall bring my Shain to the hospital with me, and we will blog perhaps in the dark hours of the night. Maybe the babies will cooperate, and I will get a delivery.

now feeling:: sleepy sleepy

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ryenna From: ryenna Date: November 17th, 2003 08:21 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)
Take it from the daughter of an ob/gyn doc, babies never cooperate. ;-)

I've really liked reading your accounts of hospital work, I never had the urge to be a doctor and my dad doesn't talk much, gives me at least a little idea of his life.

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