Yesterday I got to work, went to my room to do total joints all day. Instead, got pulled to scrub, due to sick calls. Shuffling of assignments. Meaning short lunches and not a whole lot of help for room turnovers. Good surgeon, good cases, save the last one which turned it into a very long day. (All will be well, everyone alive.) Fourteen hours on my feet, with one twenty minute break. Glad I had a capsasian patch on my back, especially since I had about four hours wearing the lead x-ray gown. Knowing D would be there at then end, whenever I got home, made all the difference. And he was, with a hug, and eggs, made me a sandwich for today, rubbed my feet. He had a bad day of his own. Still did what he could for me.
Slept badly, congested and aching, awake at 0430 with the cat on my ankles. Again. Both of us restless, the apartment stuffy. D got windows opened, put on some Vaughn Williams and Bizet, just to keep us from getting up then. I don't know that I actually slept, but I rested my poor body the last hour and a half.
Work full of headache and unsustainable effort. My surgeon today, a difficult, but also warm and funny guy, rubbed my shoulders for a minute or so. Good strong hands, knew the anatomy, and it really helped. A welcome mercy. And he had a fire under his butt for his own reasons, ahead of schedule throughout. Meaning, I got home by 3PM.
Feeling like I've been up all night, despite a reasonable number of hours unconscious. Not quite the same as sleep, though, is it?
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I got home last night and noticed there were phone messages. Almost always these phone messages are for my wife so I didn't check them. She checks them two hours later only to find that one message is for me after all, something at work came up and they wanted me to look at it, so there I am at 23:50 connecting to my PC at work in order to connect to the customer. I got to bed at 0:35 this morning.
I too could have posted an 'unconscious' post. Hopefully today will be/has been a better day.
hope the deep restful sleep arrives soon.
I echo Sky's good wishes for some deep, restful sleep. You certainly deserve it, as does your D.
:)
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