One wouldn't think surgery would have a christmas rush... but I don't want to even consider the politics and financial disincentives, barely staying awake as it is. Two longer than usual days, with what one charge calls NFL day. No Fucking Lunch. I had 15 minutes Monday, and 30 yesterday, for a ten then twelve hour day. We're scheduled with enough staff, but when two call in sick, and other ancillary staff are on parental leave, and everyone's trying to get their patients in before their insurance runs out, not much to do but the work at hand. And be grateful for the hours and having a job. So, I'm going in for a couple of hours to make sure people get at least a full lunch today.
Oh, and the new computer charting started Monday. 'Nuf said.
It got down to 1˚F last night. Lower wind chill numbers. When D left for work this morning - walking, he told me it was "Six of a possible 19." Thankfully, he has coat and accoutrements to survive Boston winters, so he'll be more or less warm. After all, there we got at least two weeks every winter where the high wasn't above 0˚F, and the wind off the ocean would beat the tears out of our eyes. We walked through it every day, trains, busses, no car at all. The odd day of bitter cold here really doesn't compare.
I want to write about Moira and C and their little girl Plum who drove in from Sunny San Diego, spent Sunday recuperating from the drive here, napping and noshing. Plum got to see, and step in snow for the first time, delightedly. After they stopped to get her boots, an item not to be found in southern CA. Maybe I will tomorrow.
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I don't remember my first snow, although my mother took a picture of me in it. I do remember, clearly, my first blizzard - that being a relative term, of course. We received two feet of snow and godawful wind which made for beautiful drifts. Everything shut down for a couple of days. Fortunately, it wasn't an ice storm, so we still had electricity and other essential services.
Glad for Plum that she experienced snow.
(PS: Cat and I are friends again. He slept on my bed last night - first time ever; so cool. Perhaps the 'trauma' of the morning before formed a bond. On the other hand, maybe he just wanted to be warm in an otherwise cold house.)
:)
It hasn't been really cold here yet, though we just got a dumping of snow.
The high this weekend is hovering around -5C, that will be the coldest yet this winter.
That sounds very chilly. Brrr.
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