Refueling

This week in clinicals was great but I’m pooped and don’t want to get all worked up writing about it on this here blog. My legs are moaning with ache – I’m not sure if it’s because I couldn’t find my compression socks this morning or because it’s the end of two 12 hour days. I was ravenous and exhausted when I got home a couple hours ago. Now my tummy is full of tacos and my veins are coursing with happy diet coke, my legs up propped up on pillows and I’m catching up on two days of internet hoo ha (whoa, 700 BILLION?). I hope to write up my experiences tomorrow, but I may not get to it. Then the weekend will be here and I won’t every get around to it. That happens. Basically I’m writing now to at least say hello, so I don’t feel too bad about myself for not writing later. If you’re a bored passer-by on my blog, entertain yourself by figuring out what this is – I talked to a Certified First Assistant RN today (she was so cool!) and she talked about this: