Jesus, what a day.

[rivka]

Two emergency patients before lunch, on top of my regular schedule. One utterly bewildering diagnostic nightmare complete with an unreliable historian. By two o'clock, when I sat down to eat what in retrospect was not nearly enough to replenish me (a Lean Cuisine and a Nutrigrain Bar) I was flinching every time I heard someone out in the hall say my name.

Halfway through my second glass of orange juice, now, I'm starting to lose the shakes.