This is a blog mostly about random things that cross my mind, but it is supposed to include exploits from my time in the Hospital - which is pretty much all of it.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

The wee feeling of the small hours

Being, well, a doctor has its perks and the working hours do not contribute to them. A night with little or no sleep is not unknown to other people, and yet there is something distressingly exhausting about living at the whim of outside pacemakers only. Like now, when I am in the hospital at 6:00, unplugging somebody's nefrostomie tube that just might have waited another day. Oh well.