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When I arrived at the hospital yesterday there were two books waiting for me...the two the surgeon mentioned the day before and that I hadn’t read. Evidently she liked me too; just insanely nice of her. Like Kim said yesterday...’she lets herself be a real person’, it is really refreshing. Today, as she is off for the weekend, we will meet her counter part. It will be interesting to see if he shares the same ‘down to earth’ qualities that she has.
Its only day three and I’m beginning to fray...nursing is clearly not the profession for me as I dont have the patience needed for it. The funny thing is that my complaints, the ones that seem so big and exasperating, are really pretty little. If you called me today and I shared them with you you’d hang up the phone, shaking your head. Its interesting how those little splinters fester, isn’t it? I’m trying to remind myself to not sweat the small stuff, and as the author says, its all small stuff. Today I need to get in touch with my inner waitress, the one that never minded ‘stepping and fetching’ for strangers, and put her to work. She used to be fabulous at smiling and carrying on. Of course, we are both (my mom and I) cranky, and that is not helping. I’m a huge reactionary...you come at me cranky and I’m gonna kick it up a notch in return. Tomorrow an aunt and uncle, a cousin and her children will come visit mom, and trot me out to lunch. The break will certainly help.
Tomorrow, hopefully, a better and less whiny post.