I whisper your name (ayradyss) wrote,
I whisper your name
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Nykki, says my attending, can I send you on a mission?

I promise, she says, I'm not abusing you as a medical student. It's just that that idiot who takes care of my daughter (referring to her husband) calls me on my phone, and it's in my coat pocket down on 4S. Cute phone.

Socks at Target: they weren't really socks, more like little meshy socklike thingies, labelled quite clearly: "Foot accessories." I was terrified.

Acquired nine new pairs of socks and six of underwear, Why do they call it underwear? This was ultimately to prevent me from having to do laundry vis-a-vis the socks, and because I'm tired of my underwear rolling down my butt when I walk around, due to it being either a size too big or stretched out or something.

Today my patient with nausea and vomiting was a horror. I'm sure she will be tomorrow, so I'll tell you about her then. I wish I could not resent her. It's slowly turning into pity, which I think is a bit better. The man with pancreatitis went to Surgery. I went home at 10:30. Spent the rest of the day shopping with Angel while his car got new tires. Bought a karaoke machine for $20. The friends will hate us :)

Tomorrow is call. Another night of lots of sleep sounds good to me, O Best Beloved. Good night.
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