Scrubs & Snow Boots

Such is my weekend. Actually, the only time I left the apartment was to shadow doctors in the emergency department last night. Definitely glad I brought the boots; scrubs are rather thin and not at all water-resistant. Didn't see too many interesting things in the ER... It was definitely good to get exposure though. An assault (which required stitches), respiratory distress, burns, a couple falls due to the ice... Nothing incredibly traumatic. I suppose everyone was trying to stay home. The streets were awful, even twelve hours after it'd stopped snowing!! Officially, Philadelphia got 28.5 inches throughout Friday & Saturday. Phrase of the night: GO BLAZER!

It's been a bit of a rollercoaster week.... But I made it through, of course; I always do. Been unable to fully shake this migraine, though; it's been going on for a few days now... Sometimes I can get the headache aspect under control, but I still feel nauseated and sickly.

Monday itself was very up-and-down. The furnace wasn't working in the lecture hall - and we had six hours of class there. (This was almost a blessing, as I realized upon getting to school that I'd forgotten to wear deodorant!) Then a water main broke, which means we had to travel to an adjacent building just to use the bathroom. Because of electives, it was a long Monday; didn't get home until nearly 6. Was immediately cheered to receive a large package from Jenni, stuffed full of all kinds of goodies. Called to thank her, and found myself in a really good mood. Just as I was sitting down to eat, Mom called to say it was time for Toby to go...

So, obviously, it turned into a rough sort of night. When I left Indiana a month ago, I forced myself to acknowledge the fact that I might not see Toby or Meg again; still, I wasn't expecting to say good-bye that day. Bubba set me up on video chat so I could at least see him. I suppose I was there about as much as I could be...

Still sad about it. I haven't had to lose a pet in quite a while. I do remember that the best thing to do is to keep going. Which, during med school, is usually the only option anyhow.

Spent last week on renal. This week, we've moving into GI. I think there's an entire lecture on defecation . . . Already need to start worrying about the final.

Will try to reset my sleep schedule tonight; tomorrow may be another long Monday... Early to bed.

PS: Go horse.