This week felt really awful. Or maybe it was just the second half of the week which felt so awful. But it is the weekend now, and I am not on call. Thank goodness, and let the drinking begin. All hell seemed to break out in the Noke this afternoon. Or at least it was nuts in the OR. Cases went slowly, and the add-on list was as long as your arm. I did not get home until 5 PM. I was scheduled until 3 PM. My day was really nice, though. I was in a great room, with a wonderful team. It felt like our little island of sanity in an insane world. Even better, I get to work with the same surgeon on Monday. I love it. A little consistency is a good thing.
I have a couple of goals for the weekend. I want to finish my application to the obedience and agility training club, and I want to get my application in for my agility competition. I think it should be possible. At least I think so. If I am lucky, I will be able to get a working spot in an agility seminar. I think that would be wonderful.
I just realized that next week is IComLeavWe. I guess I better get my commenting on, I guess. I hope I can keep up.
Will post a more coherent post later. Promise...