oh, hey. how are you?

so many stories, so little time. the short of it (because, you know... no time for the long of it...) goes something like this...

finished 4 weeks of surgery - some of it was great... a couple of the surgeons i was with were awesome. SUPER nice and H.O.T. my very own mcdreamy... SO hot. and nice. and did i mention HOT? the one, in particular. hot. he liked to play music trivia in the O.R. and ask me questions about who sang the song blaring from his i-pod. i never knew the answers. ever. he liked telling people i was from missour-uh. and, you know. he's hot. i really miss him and was kind of jealous that my roommate got to hang out with him until 1:30 am yesterday. (she was taking call, people. seriously.) the only thing i didn't like about him is that he liked working with the female surgeon...

the one female surgeon in the group (who thankfully was in hawaii on her honeymoon the first two weeks of my rotation) was heinous. absolutely awful. mean to everyone. i didn't work with her very much, but i dreaded every minute that i did work with her. until my last day, when she was actually nice to me. and since she was nice to me, i actually left surgery with a sweet taste in my mouth and miss it dreadfully. but trust me... heinous.

this week i started ER. which is nowhere near as exciting as you might think. it's mostly ankle sprains and muscle strains and i have back pain and just ran out of vicodin and please, sir, may i have some more, with your occasional difficulty breathing and chest pain thrown in for good measure. then you have the other half of your patients... those with urinary tract infections or earaches who just need to see the family doc, but they don't have one because they don't have insurance... and so they land on our doorstep. fantastic. here's your bactrim, ma'am.

we did have one exciting case today... a code blue brought in by ambulance. complete with hot paramedic performing chest compressions. aside from that, it was pretty boring too. it's much less intense and takes a lot longer in real life than it does on tv. and i feel bad getting annoyed with the dying guy for taking so long.

and my car won't start. grr. i had it towed today to the dealership who will probably charge me 2-3 limbs and half of my last loan check, but i couldn't find anyone else.

the good news? i don't have to work tomorrow - the beauty of the ER. 4 twelves. 3 day weekend. and really, it's more than three days... because i have to work next weekend, so i'm pushing my actual work week back... and maybe i'll not work again until tuesday or wednesday. i'm thinking about heading home this weekend... which will be more easily decided after i have, you know, transportation.