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\n Lisa and I were watching one of our favorite series last night, a Japanese manga called \u201cThe Way of the Househusband\u201d and I could barely keep my eyes open. I went to bed at a decent hour (11:30) but when I got in bed, I couldn\u2019t sleep, I just laid there. It was rude and caused me to oversleep.
I don\u2019t mean to brag, but I can go from oversleeping, to bushed and showered in less than 15 minutes, I\u2019m really a marvel of efficiency (with still wet hair), especially since we wear scrubs.
I grabbed my iPad, stuffed it in my rucksack, and hey, I was ready to go.
In the living room, it took me a moment to situate myself - it was a very noisy and disorienting environment - what with Lisa yelling at me for running late, but soon we were off.
Just a girl, her lemon ginger Kombucha, and her angry roommate, ready to face the world.
We stepped out into the morning and.. Ughh! I\u2019d forgotten my AirPods. I double checked, not there.
Lisa gives me a threatening look. \u201cPLEASE,\u201d I begged, desperately, \u201cMY AIRPODS!\u201d
\u201cOH, my GOD!\u201d Lisa said, glancing, irritatedly at the Apple Watch I gave her for her birthday.
I ran up the stairs and was back in NO time, really, really ready to go.
Just a girl, her Kombucha, AirPods and angrier roommate, ready to face the world.
My sister\u2019s apartment is about 7 walking minutes from the hospital. As we were walking, I had my AirPods in and was rolling with Kanye. I in NO way endorse his CrAzY. But If I start the day out, with \u201cThrough the Wire\u201d and \u201cJesus walks,\u201d I\u2019m tweaked for whatever gamut Rebecca (my surgeon) has in store for me. I paused the slaps, momentarily, as we passed a herd of boys, but I was bouncing again in a blink.
Lisa and I are in the second week of our two-month, summer fellowships - shadowing surgeons (different surgeons) for \u201cclinical experience.\u201d The first thing I do every workday morning is bring Rebecca a large coffee (from the cafeteria). She comes in at 5:30am every morning of the week and leaves God-knows-when - certainly, well after we do at 4:30pm.
She spends the three hours before I come in, reviewing patient notes and surgical plans. I gently rapped on her open door. She doesn\u2019t look up, but she knows it\u2019s me.
\u201cGood morning,\u201d I whisper, Rebecca\u2019s seated at her desk, working on her laptop. I set the coffee on her right side and after I remove the pre-existing empty cups, I hesitate.
\u201cWhat\u2019s up,\u201d she says, leaning into her screen to check something as she keys to enlarge it.
\u201cI have a small question,\u201d I say, \u201cAre we supposed to be filling out timecards?\u201d She doesn\u2019t say anything, continuing to examine the - whatever. After a few seconds, I added:
\u201cQuinn said we have to fill out timecards.\u201d
\u201cDid he?\u201d Rebacca asked, rhetorically, after a bit. She\u2019d stopped studying the screen and gotten a faraway look. Then, after another moment, she said, \u201cWell, bless his heart,\u201d which made me chuckle, because we\u2019re both southern girls and that\u2019s shorthand for \u201cf**k him.\u201d
\u201cThank you.\u201d she says (for the coffee). I\u2019d been dismissed.
We have rounds in twenty minutes.
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\n BLT Marriam Webster word of the day challenge: Gamut: \u201ca series of related things.\u201d\n
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