I have a weird work schedule. I just finished working the weekend, which is our long shift of four days in a row (tough life, I know).
But four days straight of dealing drugs and dealing with patients can take a lot out of a person. By the end of Sunday on my weekends, I would be super happy if I didn't have to talk to another person about what I recommend they use to treat -constipation/runny nose/yeast infection/spider bite/sunburn/diarrhea/fever/ear wax buildup/pink eye/menstrual cramps/sinus infection/nausea/altitude sickness/hemmorhoids- for at least the next three weeks of my life.
Sadly, I only get a 24 hours break, then we're back at it. Ah well, such is life.
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I'm going to spend my 24 hours of freedom in the sunshine, planting flowers.
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We got to go to the boys' last soccer game of the season.
Braed scored a goal.
No one got hurt. And no one was carried down the field by Braed.
Successful game.
Don't ask me what Gus is doing with the moose-ear-hand-things. Ninety-eight percent of the time, I have no idea what Gus is doing.
Of course, the majority of the time, I have no idea what I'm doing. Go figure.
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