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Hell of a weekend.... - Nobody wears a white coat any more...
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
ayradyss
ayradyss
Hell of a weekend....
Had a good weekend, though I bounced from place to place without a break. Sang in church on Sunday and had a Good Voice Day. Had two guests and three observers for roleplay. It has been exciting.

Wednesday night is a dinner lecture on "When the Physician is the Patient" and Thursday I have to present case conference on Peds and Friday is in-training exam and we were supposed to go away for this weekend but we haven't made reservations and I don't know if we can really afford to, since we just learned that we have to pay $400 more on the house we sold over a month ago, but this is the only weekend we can do it.
And it is going to be a long dark teatime of the soul this winter.

Monday morning, and my only task is to find all the things I've deposited around the house over the weekend and get to my rural site on time. My PDA is malfunctioning or I would be writing while there; as it is I spend a great deal of time trying to become smart again.

I am still here. I keep getting told that my writing is growing sparse, and I feel it. It is a dry time.

now feeling:: numb empty

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From: (Anonymous) Date: November 1st, 2005 10:10 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)
sometimes i think dry times are good for the soul. things seems so much more vibrant afterwards, and when you finally figure out how to say it, you're so glad you can that the release of just doing is as rewarding as anything else. plus, it gives you (and us) that much more appreciation for when you can find the right words.

i know the right ones: I love you!

Chelle
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