Today in clinicals I forgot my paperwork, my stethoscope, my watch, and my ID. I showed up with just myself. I did remember a pen. Next time I will try to remember my brain? Had one of those days where I woke up pissed off because I KNEW I was forgetting things, but brains don’t tell you what you’ve forgotten until it’s too late.
Today I spend my afternoon cleaning and studying, feeling remarkably productive, despite the way the morning started. Considering chopping my hair to my collarbone… also going to see VCU’s Elephant Man tonight with MY (not) elephant man. It’ll be fun, too many a Friday I spend wasting money and calories on booze. Now I feel too fat and poor to be doing that, so a nice low key night with my love being entertained will be lovely. Tomorrow though… tomorrow night I will be making bad decisions.
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