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Friday, April 30, 2004
I think I must be really really simple....
I read about 5 or 6 peoples blogs regularly, and they all seem to have these huge epiphonies and write really deep and meaningful posts, me? I just write about how crappy work is, how my life in general is going, guess I just don't have the brain power for an epiphany. Heck I don't even understand half of what I say and do, let alone why I do it! So I guess my epiphany for the day is that I will probably never have an epiphany again *grins*. I am writing this after my 4th nightshift in a row, another night where I was run off my feet. I think I pulled a muscle in my right butt cheek and its been horrible trying to sit down at any point over night, even if I had the time. My hands are hurting from all the expressing I have done over night and I am feeling really tired out. Two ladies in labour again overnight, one with a epidural, one gave birth around 2am, so I had the whole ward while the other two midwives were in with the women... so 12 patients by myself, with IV antibiotics, people with fevers, expressing, feeding problems...some nights I hate work. Carried one lil girl round in the front back for most of the night between her attempts at breastfeeding. One of those baby's who is really hungry but has no clue about how to feed.
Oh well, time for me to catch up on some much needed sleep.
Before I go I gotta say, K I miss you, hope we can talk soon, and you know that even when I am struggling it would never ever stop me from being there to listen and laugh with you, I will never ever get sick of talking to you! Love ya!
Laters!

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