Week 4

Recovering from 32+ hours of being awake (studying, putting together a presentation on burns, making jambalaya).
I'm realizing that this fear of public presentations is getting way out of hand.  I was so nervous that it took me forever to piece a 15 minute powerpoint presentation.  I stayed up all night rehearsing and re-rehearsing and coming up with all all sorts of possible questions my preceptor could ask me about my topic.  Then when I got home from school (At this point, I've been up since 9am, Sunday to 4:30am, the next day), I couldn't even sleep a wink.  So I took a shower, got dressed and went to the hospital an hour early for morning report...an hour early. 
Good thing my Resident that day was cool and the service wasn't too busy. We spent most of the morning just talking about my presentation and peppering it with random bits of baseball news.  We even got time to get breakfast and coffee! So We finished by 11:30am, and I was off, driving back to school to give my schpiel.  It went without a hitch.  My Preceptor liked it and I felt stupid because I had all this other material that I did not even get to present nor needed to present.  Completely over-prepared!
So back home I went. It was now about 5:30ish by the time I dropped my bookbag and crawled into my jammies.
Fade to black.
Woke up at 12:30am, Tuesday morning.  Thought I overslept and almost fell out of bed, scrambling to get dressed.  After swallowing my heart back into place, I went back to sleep.
3:30am, same day. Woke up this time, a lot calmer, and was coming off of a dream of me thinking about how much I love my bed...

"My Bed"

By TOitB

My comfort, my fortress,

My tall ship on the wild sea.

Ain't no place I'd rather be.

My inspiration, my destination,

At all times with no reservations.

And parking is always free.

My real estate, my property,

I know its peaks and valleys,

Every inch of space just for me.

My dream maker,

My battery charger,

My diesel generator...

My Proton Pack-

My sex machine-

My...peachy keen, jelly bean...

My Protest to War and Corruption-

My Green Power to End Pollution-

My Solution to Health Care 

and this Great Recession!

Everybody loves it.

Just try it, you won't regret it.

I promise, you will enjoy it!

My One,

My Only,

My delicious Bed.

 
OK, not exactly Oscar Wilde Material, but hey, I have my aspirations still.
And now, I'm back in the library, blogging to y'all instead of reading my articles. I hope you appreciate the sacrifice I'm doing for your sakes.
FYI, nothing too crazy going on in surgery land.  Last week's Anesthesia rotation was pretty tame...and abbreviated, due to snow.  Lots of snow. Like 30 inches of it in 2 separate days! But I digest...anyways, the coolest surgery I saw thus far was a thyroidectomy...this woman's thyroid was about the size of a small baseball or a big golf ball...and it had a long ass tail (pyramidal lobe for all you sticklers out there) that went all the way up to her chin! 5+ hours of surgery.  Lots of standing.
Good times.
That is all.

Song of the Day: "Something" - The Beatles

...cuz Abbey Road Studios is up for sale =(.