November 19th, 2003


Why is it always me?

Neither of my induction patients has delivered.
One is at 8cm dilation, which would be exciting if it were still 7 AM. But it's noon, and as soon as this lecture is over my butt is so out of here.
Got 6 hours of sleep last night, if I'm not mistaken, and I'm feeling good. So I'm headed up to Ft. Wayne to see my Angel work from home. The temptation to try and convince him to come back to Indy with me for Thursday and Friday is overwhelming.

I will be on call again Sunday. This means Saturday night I need to be back in Indy, so as to be in bright and early on Sunday and help Scott do morning rounds. Am seriously considering looking into the Wiz if I can't get my deliveries on Sunday; I could do a one-day gig there on a Saturday and get all the deliveries I wanted, so I hear.

But now it's time for a lecture, and then to go home and see my Angel, because I miss him so.
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