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Yesterday I did my clinical time for the month. A good day overall, though at the end of it I felt even more tired than any day previously. For a week I've been covering both Hospital and Ranch it shouldn't of felt like more, yet it did. My patients did well, their surgeries went well, and it was payday. Why more tired?
Being the introspective type I am, I meditated upon this after a pleasant simple dinner of leftovers from the refrigerator whilst soaking myself in a tub of water so hot most people might contemplate boiling shrimp in it... and came to realise that the day provided a good example of one of the core reasons I'd decided it was time to change. No I'm not going into details. They aren't particularly pertinant, this is a public entry, and I've actually rarely gone into details about Hospital. What matters is, dealing with that core problem requires a lot of energy expended in manners which aren't particularly productive.
Besides, I think that bath served the purpose of parboiling the problem away.
Today, make rounds, feed the critters, transport and do some laundry, possibly try to trouble shoot the washer. Or not, as once Herself gets home (Monday, Tuesday) there will be someone here for a service person to check in with. And sometimes, paying someone with expertise is worth my time.
Managed to sleep in about an hour and a half before being woken up by feline property rights discussion. I suspect Grayling, the semi-feral who's adopted us for a free meal, came inside to raid the bowls of the KitenzOfApocalypse. Someone objected. I still might not of noticed except the course of the discussion took them through the bedroom.
Being the introspective type I am, I meditated upon this after a pleasant simple dinner of leftovers from the refrigerator whilst soaking myself in a tub of water so hot most people might contemplate boiling shrimp in it... and came to realise that the day provided a good example of one of the core reasons I'd decided it was time to change. No I'm not going into details. They aren't particularly pertinant, this is a public entry, and I've actually rarely gone into details about Hospital. What matters is, dealing with that core problem requires a lot of energy expended in manners which aren't particularly productive.
Besides, I think that bath served the purpose of parboiling the problem away.
Today, make rounds, feed the critters, transport and do some laundry, possibly try to trouble shoot the washer. Or not, as once Herself gets home (Monday, Tuesday) there will be someone here for a service person to check in with. And sometimes, paying someone with expertise is worth my time.
Managed to sleep in about an hour and a half before being woken up by feline property rights discussion. I suspect Grayling, the semi-feral who's adopted us for a free meal, came inside to raid the bowls of the KitenzOfApocalypse. Someone objected. I still might not of noticed except the course of the discussion took them through the bedroom.
