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Well, no.

Yesterday, now that was a long day.

I finally got to sleep about 08:00 this morning.

I got called in last night about 22:00 and did one patient, got home about 23:00 or so. I finally thought that I could go to sleep about 01:00, so I went to bed.

And just as I was about to... the phone rang.

So I did a trauma patient and an angiogram and got home about 05:30 or so.

I was wired, but I went to bed around 06:30, but I didn't get to sleep until after 08:00... not too much after, though, heh.

Karen woke me up around 13:00 and told me that everyone was ready to go eat... I told her to go without me.

I closed my eyes for a minute, then though better of it. I jumped up and ran upstairs and told Karen that no, I just needed to shower and I would be ready.

So we met Mom and Cathy and Morty at Mom's and went to McFarlands for lunch, and it was quite nice. After that, we went to Gage park and walked around the rose garden some, and then everyone decided that it was time for a nap. The roses are not quite yet in bloom, maybe another week or so.

So we all went our separate ways, everyone got naps but me, of course.

I thought about laying down, but decided that it was too close to 17:00, when the CT tech was gonna leave.

But I didn't get called until about 18:00. I went in and did three patients and came home about 19:30 or so.

And everyone thought that 20:00 would be a fine time to go to supper, and Morty wanted a steak and nobody else really cared, so we went to the Outback.

And there was a 35-minute wait.

Morty called a few other steak houses, and they all had like 45-minute waits, and we already had a ten-minute investment where we were, and we were seated about on time.

And then things really slowed down... about the worst service that I've ever had in there, I think. Still quite excellent food, of course.

I got the usual special sirloin, but opted for the baked potato... I've lost about five pounds recently, so I figgered that I could afford the carbs.

After I'd returned from the hospital, my mouth started really hurting again, so I took one of Karen's aleves, and it seemed to work pretty well. Seems that there is a reason that I'm not supposed to take them, but I can't remember what it is... and didn't really care at that point, I just knew that I couldn't take any of my stronger meds and remain on call.

Amazingly, I haven't gotten called... I figgered that I would get called during supper, but I was wrong.

Sometimes it's really nice to be wrong, heh.

But I know that I'll get called in the AM, I have at least one inpatient that I know of.

And I'm gonna try to get some sleep....