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Alarm didn't go off at 6AM.
Woke up at 6:35AM.
Left the house at 7:10AM.
Got to subway and on train at 7:25AM.
Realized I'd left my tablet at home at 7:50AM.
Returned back at home train station at 8:15AM.
Was brought tablet by sympathetic mother at 8:30AM.
Back on train five minutes later.
Arrived at B'way and Lafayette at 9:35AM.
Coordinated cases until 10:05AM.
Saw first patient at 10:10AM.
...
Left house of last patient at 6:50PM.
(Shift is officially from 8:30AM - 4:30PM)
Hung out in S'bucks charting cases until 8:30PM.
Caught homeward bound train at 8:45PM. Charted on ride home.
Ate dinner at 10:10PM while glancing through NY Times and being gobsmacked by the financial shitstorm that is the US economy by Fox 5 News.
(Breakfast was a Cliff Bar and a medium coffee. Lunch was an Orange Mango Vivanno with a Macha shot. Snack was Oatmeal with Brown Sugar and a medium decaf chai tea. I am S'buck's bitch.)
Currently I am sitting on my bed with my tablet in front of me, four cases still left to chart. It is 11:15PM. Tomorrow looks to be more of the same (as in, a crazy-ass patient load).
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fredericks's sad sad Monday.
Discuss: my exhaustion-fueled plot bunny while listening to The Chain = the Atlantis crew as a Fleetwood Mac. John = Lindsay, Rodney = Stevie, Teyla = John, Ronon = Mick, Elizabeth = Christine. I'm still on the fence about who works better as whom, but let me keep listening to "Dreams" and I'll get back to y'all. Suggestions? Besides the opinion that I really need some rest ASAP, of course.
Woke up at 6:35AM.
Left the house at 7:10AM.
Got to subway and on train at 7:25AM.
Realized I'd left my tablet at home at 7:50AM.
Returned back at home train station at 8:15AM.
Was brought tablet by sympathetic mother at 8:30AM.
Back on train five minutes later.
Arrived at B'way and Lafayette at 9:35AM.
Coordinated cases until 10:05AM.
Saw first patient at 10:10AM.
...
Left house of last patient at 6:50PM.
(Shift is officially from 8:30AM - 4:30PM)
Hung out in S'bucks charting cases until 8:30PM.
Caught homeward bound train at 8:45PM. Charted on ride home.
Ate dinner at 10:10PM while glancing through NY Times and being gobsmacked by the financial shitstorm that is the US economy by Fox 5 News.
(Breakfast was a Cliff Bar and a medium coffee. Lunch was an Orange Mango Vivanno with a Macha shot. Snack was Oatmeal with Brown Sugar and a medium decaf chai tea. I am S'buck's bitch.)
Currently I am sitting on my bed with my tablet in front of me, four cases still left to chart. It is 11:15PM. Tomorrow looks to be more of the same (as in, a crazy-ass patient load).
This is
fredericks's sad sad Monday. Discuss: my exhaustion-fueled plot bunny while listening to The Chain = the Atlantis crew as a Fleetwood Mac. John = Lindsay, Rodney = Stevie, Teyla = John, Ronon = Mick, Elizabeth = Christine. I'm still on the fence about who works better as whom, but let me keep listening to "Dreams" and I'll get back to y'all. Suggestions? Besides the opinion that I really need some rest ASAP, of course.
