Well, shortly after I posted that I probably wouldn't get called... I got called. For a probably-failed suicide attempt. I say probably 'cause I don't know the outcome. I was there until about 02:30, got to bed about 03:00. I spent about an hour trying to do 3-D reconstructions from the data, and never did get one that I was happy with, dammit. I haven't gotten called at all today, there was someone there during the day, and the evening CT guy is working in x-ray, so he's been doing a few. And then he's taking called at 23:00 until 07:00 in the morning. Then I'm on call until 23:00 again, but he's working second shift in X-ray again.... So I'll probably get called a few times during the day, until about 14:30 when he comes on. Then off completely after 23:00. Anyway, I didn't get up until after noon today, then I took a shower and then took Mom to the store. Beautiful day here.... Karen spent most of the day getting ready for Andy's 39th Birthday party. Today's picture is Andy in his back yard. There are several large alcapula trees there, and the smell We both went over there about 19:00, and I stayed about an hour, thought that I'd get some guitar practice in, and they hadn't started cooking at that point. I went back about 21:00 and there was food, so I ate and hung around until about 22:30 or so... then I realized that I will most likely have to get up at 07:00 in the AM, so I came on home. It's amazing how tired I'm *not* when I don't work... but my legs still hurt, of course.
when death erases them all...
write all that shit down!
is wonderful.
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