I feel a lot better after some pain medicine.

These last three days of work have really drained me.

Sunday was one heck of a day… my morning was amazing and we all were just cutting up having a good time.  Then, in the blink of an eye… I was doing CPR in a car and then riding a stretcher through the ER continuing CPR.  The guy lived… so I feel good about that.  It’s always a good feeling when you save them.

Then today was non stop.  From start to finish.  I worked 13 hours and could’ve worked more, but I was told to go ahead and go home.

Well I just wanted to rant about these last 3 days… and I’m kinda loopy off my medicine.

Good night.

Sitting home alone on Friday night.  Just kinda relaxing.. thinking about the surgery job I applied for earlier today.  If I had that job I could probably be on call tonight and have to go in for a surgery.

Maybe I could just go to sleep.

Yeah… that’ll work.

Well I could be changing departments again.  I never stay put.. but I like the different experiences and learning opportunities I get with each department I work in inside a hospital.

Now I’m applying for an OR position at UK Med Center.  Which would probably mean I would have to take consistent call over the time of that job.

But oh well.  That’s the price you pay for working these jobs.

This ER is boring as shit.

Easiest, and longest 8 hours of my life.

Anybody noticed the trend with my instagram pics?

They are either tagged ‘home’ or ‘St. Joseph Hospital East’

That pretty much sums up my life.

That’s all.