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I was the runner today, and I missed a vein... but the patient told me beforehand that it would take four sticks, so I felt OK about it.

And then there was the patient who insisted that I use the right arm, and I missed twice before he would let me look at the left one, which had a beautiful vein that he was saving for something, I guess.

Everywhere I go in the hospital reminds me of Mom.

Which is not necessarily bad.

But it's good to get away from the stress of grief and into the stress of the medical world again... as an insider.

And I am genuinely tired tonight... tired from working, even though I took off an hour early....

I have a lot to do at home, but I mostly didn't do it. Read my email, three day's worth, and that took three hours... and here I am, about ready to go to sleep.

Sleep... that's another problem. I didn't get to sleep until after midnight, and then I awoke at 04:00 with a snot attack.

I don't know what happens to cause that, but it's about the tenth time that it's happened, and I don't like it.

It's like I've got a little bit of a cold when I go to bed, and then it builds up while I'm sleeping until I can't breathe through the C-PAP and I wake up and blow and blow and blow my nose until it's sore and I can finally breathe again.

Not breathing is ***not*** fun.

And I had to get up an hour later, of course. Only hit the snoozebar twice, though.