Jan 21: the week in brief

Well, I have survived the week. Monday and Tuesday were pretty good, but then Wednesday I had to go to both hospitals, and I started to really fade. Thursday I was really tired, but Friday was the pits. At least people stopped telling me how great I looked! Joanne talked me into going out Saturday night, and I saw a few friends from 122s, which was great. Don't get me wrong, I love being a P.A., but giving up being a medic has been the worst part of this for me. Although I don't miss the hours or the petty politics of volley vs paid at all. I love telling stories and hearing new ones, it makes me feel a little more connected. Today I went up to the P'ville house with Bidge (who was my first CPR instructor 30 years ago!), who is acting as my contractor. Measured the whole inside, planning renovations and furniture placement. The downstairs renters have found a new place, and will be out in early March, so we can swing into action then. Hoping I will feel better by then, because lots to do. Isn't moving the worst? (Well, outside of getting your heart stopped repeatedly and your lung resected!) Anyway, the next week does not promise to be any better, although I will try to decrease the hours at the end of the week. Thanks for checking! Laurie