next project: changing my own oil.
work last night was hell. i came in at four and started doing the noon treatments. we never really got caught up. Stuff wasn't going right, lab equipment was being wonky, and emergencies kept coming in. It seemed like everytime something went wrong, i was the one standing there to take the irritation of the doctors. "Why isn't this dog on fluids/this medication being given/that cat wearing an e-collar!?!?!?" um, i dunno, but i guess i'm going to be the one to fix it for you. And everything i touched turned into an hour project. I'd go to take vitals on an animal and find that it had a blown catheter or something and have to redo it.
but i got to go home to michael, so all's well that ends well. Stayed at his house last night. I bought a toothbrush just to leave there, if that means anything. It probably doesn't.
we went this morning to see the new building for my work. It will be for emergency and critical care only, instead of sharing space with the other specialists like we are now. The building is really nice, very roomy. Six exam tables in the treatment area instead of one. Wall mounted ventilators. A bigger ultrasound room. Digital x-rays. i think it will be nicer to work in, as i'm getting tired of falling all over everyone trying to do anything. We're moving in next week. At the "open house" thing today, there were these creepy catering women wandering around, offering asparagus and shrimp. So I'm already tired, a little cranky, and claustrophobic in there, and this old woman in a white coat shoves a tray of asparagus in my face, and announces, "Asparagus?" i didn't really need that.
Tonight, I'm working in Garden Grove. Stupid me, I agreed to work next sunday as well, along with every sunday in june save one. I'm going to be kicking myself later, but i need to get some money saved up.
I hope michael isn't upset that i'm working sundays. Our sundays off are so nice together.
my plan for the rest of the week: work tonight. drive home at 0830. feed and water animals. sleep. work monday night at 2100-0700. sleep. go to stitch n' bitch at 1700. work again 2100-0700. drive home. feed and water animals. sleep. go to school at 1800. take midterm. drive to OC. attempt to go to gym. sleep. see therapist at 1200.
and then i can relax for a day or so. until the wedding, at least ... but hopefully that won't be too stressful. gotta go buy a gift sometime this week, too.
wish me luck.
oh, and would you say it is odd to chew gum in bed?