Such is the life of the pediatrician...I am on over-night cardiology call every other/every third night for the next 2 weeks. I just finished my Friday-Sunday weekend, which means I worked overnights Friday and Sunday, and the universe saw fit to smite me with the most awesomely wicked cold. Nothing says fun times like visiting a 2 year old post-operative open heart surgery patient with tactile aversion and post-traumatic stress with a mask on your face at 5 in the morning after they've just finished vomiting their feeding tube contents (for the third night in a row). Oh well.
In other news, Tom and I have freaking amazing new phones, the
Droid Incredible. Oh, and Mom does, too.
And I want to live in
this house. Badly. The paint colors are bananas, kind of like what we have in the Perfect Apartment. (Update to come regarding our fickle mistress.)
1 comment:
Regarding the rooms, I will repeat Isaac in saying "Oh, that's cool!" Regarding the cold and Q2/3call, hang in there. Those kids are lucky to have you, face-mask and all.
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