Gnarls

I have never felt so bad on a good day as yesterday.

Our team got its ass handed to it on call the night before with quite a few admits and sick patients. I was already dragging hard when I left post-call, but instead of being able to crash into bed, I had to take my son to his three year checkup. I’m sure I must have looked psychotic continually contorting my face to keep my eyes open and myself awake. I felt that awful kinda crap feeling you do when you’ve been awake way too long, but with a child to watch over, all that takes a back seat to responsibility.

We got a cookie and milk then played on the playground awhile. Then we headed to the opposite side of the mall and rode the merry-go-round, first on a horse and then on a dragon. That was followed by some OJ for the little one and Moroccan Mint hot tea for me.

At home we made pasta for dinner and watched Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone before putting him to bed early so I could finally enjoy the restful sleep of the weary.