(Don't) Call Me

Oy. I am so tired. Somehow I've ended up working last Thursday, Friday and now Monday, Tuesday. With a great but not so restful weekend in-between. We do on-call at the hospital since we're so small which means I have to sign up for a certain number of weekends and nights to be called in as needed for emergency surgeries. In the ten years I've been a nurse, this is the first time I've had to do this. I guess I'm lucky.

I worked yesterday until 8:30PM. Got home at 9PM and just as I was dozing before 11PM my cell rang. Ugh. Off I went for an emergency appendectomy. Luckily, all went well, the patient did well and I clocked out at 3:30AM and was home soon there after.

Keegen did his usual SCREAM AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS BECAUSE HE'S SO ANGRY I WON'T GO TO HIM AT 5AM ritual and after a month of NOT going to him and letting him deal, I went in with a bottle, a measly amount and the exact thing I'm trying to WEAN him from, but enough to shut him up and get him back to bed.

Doug let me sleep til 8AM and now it's back to work soon enough for me. I have that headache/nauseous/yucky-all-over feeling. I can't imagine what a hangover feels like if this is how I feel with just a lack of sleep! Anywho. The joys of on-call nursing. At least I get paid time and a half (which as a note bumps up my hourly pay to what I made regular straight time in Maryland! I guess it's cheaper here??! Not so much. Just houses). OK. Very tired. Must go pull self together.