Darn

Yesterday was very strange, one surgeon, twelve cases in two rooms scheduled til 1730. Full staff with two lunch nurses - R and I. We made sure the scrubs never had to clean up or open, but got breaks instead. I stripped the bipolar cords of copper as each case ended. Even so, by 3 the waiting wore away at me, and as the 2nd to last case was going and the last one open and ready, I begged off, to no one's annoyance, since everyone felt exceptionally pampered all day.

The parking lot was very icy at 0645, wore the generic yaktrax, so I felt safe.



If you deal with icy walks, I highly recommend something like this. Wish I'd had 'em in Boston.

D has been very conscientious about clearing snow and salting around the house. Not inside, a-round.

Woke to Eleanor walking on me, so she got a good cuddle, flopping on us, kneading, quietly purring. Finally got up, couldn't find Moby in any of his usual spots, until I happened upon him by the window where the water bowl sits on the sideboard. He stares at me expectantly. Very little water, he's likely swatted it out, in an attempt to determine the level. So I fill it, but I slosh it all over. He draws back from the wetness, but doesn't leave, perching just on, even over the edge, to finally have a good drink, sheesh. Once he's done, I replace the wet pad with the dry one. It's fairly good at keeping the water from the wood beneath, at least. I try not to leave a saturated one there to go moldy though.

On christmas morning, D called me in to the music room. "Zhoen, come in here" he says quietly. Eleanor and Moby are sitting together on the stool. "She was there, and I'm pretty sure he jumped up to sit beside her." His back to her, which is polite in Cat. They weren't there long, but no one bopped anyone. Inching toward harmony. Well, they have all the time they want.


Really enjoying the Strong Language blog. If cuss words bother you, then heaven's to betsy, don't visit there, gosh. The filthy words are approached from a linguist's POV, but, golly, even so.

17°F
-8°C

Getting cold, and I'm not at all acclimated.