I have no idea what I could possibly write about tonight. But that title is just too good. I'll think of something.
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Still haven't thought of anything. In other news. I went climbing on Friday night, and my fingers are only now slowly responding to mental commands. One of my patients has C. diff, and if you've never smelled that, well, consider yourself blessed among men. I just did a late-night run to Taco Bell, which is funny since it's not even 9 pm yet. I have the occasional awkwardness meter of a high-school nerd. My senior resident is making me work on Thanksgiving. I have a dream of me all fit and sexily defeating bad guys and whatnot and tried to start running against last night to make it come true...suffice to say that the dream died at about a mile when my lungs felt like they were icing over and caving in. Now I'm defeating test questions from the comfort of my own couch, in my tee shirt and sweats. I will try and be a superhero again tomorrow.
2 comments:
Yeah, for sure keep that title in hand. I don't even understand it it's so good. And keep running. Go you.
Sounds like you're doing good things.
I do like the title. :)
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