3 hour surgery = ow. At least with a surgery mat, it's my shoulders, not my knees, that are crying.

>.<

Someone needs to invent a chair surgeons can sit in that can be moved with foot pedals (or hoverchairs! oooooooh) that can be run through an autoclave.

It would be the best thing evah.

This thing still on ( Read more... )

Am in Vegas, on board a bus in the airport parking lot. The slot machines in the terminals are still very surreal.

More on this as it develops. I miss my cat. *pouts*

Managed to clean all (or at least most of) the things, packed, finished all the stuff at the clinic, gave Martha the Wondercat enough food for four cats, and got to the airport on time. Got a full body scan (OH JOY), and am now waiting for my flight, which boards an hour from now. No sign of the predicted snow ( Read more... )

Do. Not. Want.

*scowlyfaces and demands to know if this next week is entirely necessary*

OMG ( Read more... )

>.<

Two more days.

Both manning the hospital alone.

...

*sigh*

Dear body:

Can we please come to an understanding? Namely, I will continue working on getting you into shape, and you will stop with the making my neck feel like it has needles embedded in?

Kthx.

*siiighs* Three days. Three days. And then Vegas, which is its own special level of ick, but at least it isn't dealing with the clinic.

Leaving for Vegas in less than a week - my unenthusiasm, let me show you it. Considering last time my purse was stolen, and I got to learn many things including ( Read more... )

So, I went home sick from work for... the first time in ages. Um. Great. *hates on immune system* Am hoping the time off will let me take on tomorrow with something other than the 'waugh' today produced ( Read more... )