Absent appearance Same old shit, different day. Bad sleep, bad day. Well, not really a bad day, after all. The morning was not really busy, especially compared to yesterday. We had a normal load, is all. And the afternoon got hairy real quick, though. We had a major trauma come in that occupied about an hour of table time. And we had one tech gone to do a biopsy that was supposed to start at 13:00 that didn't get started until 15:00. Don't know why the other tech didn't come back over in the meantime and have the nurse call him, and the other tech and I are kinda pissed about that. Anyway, once we got the trauma done, we had patients backed up all over the place, it seemed. I didn't leave until 16:00 when the tech that was doing the biopsy finally came back. And I have the same old litany of woes as yesterday, they don't bear repeating, they're heard here frequently enough. And the appearance of thinking does not necessarily mean that there is really thinking going on, either. An expression of my mother's is "Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits". I don't know where she got that from, but I just love it. And I love her, too, not the least for introducing me to all kinds of expressions. And it's past my bedtime.
of thought does not necessarily
mean that there is none.