Went to a different OR today, and kept my head above water. They tossed me in, with a floatation device (an experienced RN who was also helping out the scrub who was new to that specialty) and I worked. All went well, but also, many rooms came down. Cases done, and they didn't need me past noon.
So, when I got to the train, and no cars were at the end of the line, none appeared, I caught a shuttle a bit further down campus and decided to get my walk in. It was further, on a day that got warmer as I descended into the lower elevations, than I had anticipated. Pedometer counting, I got in a good 5 1/2 miles in today, less than half at work. This is a university on the side of a mountain. I still remember the term I walked it with a broken toe. Step, ow, step, ow, step, ow. Steep bits abound. As I got to our door, I felt pretty good that I'd made it, despite many moments regretting not just waiting for the train.
Moby has decided that if I am home, and sitting close, it's safe to eat. D apparently got home, and went out again, not expecting me for hours yet. Hopefully not too long.
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I'm a dedicated perambulator. There's something about walking to a location that gives me a chance to think and relax, even if it wears me out.
Glad that Moby seems to be settling in. =^_^=
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