I’m ready to go home
My day can be summed up in one phrase: “a mouse ran by my feet this afternoon.”
Those of you who know me know my overwhelming fear and loathing and disgust of mice. I’m completely unable to deal with them – I can’t help the shriek and jumping to higher ground. I can’t. It’s worse if I’m feeling exposed in some way – and today, I was wearing a knee-length skirt and shoes that were open in the back. I know it’s irrational and they can’t hurt me, but I was right behind my mother when she stepped on a mouse and I can still remember the sound that it made. And I’m still haunted from reading “The Long Winter” by Laura Ingalls Wilder and reading how Pa woke up from a dream of going to a barber and found a mouse chewing off his hair. *shudder*
The thought of going back to the hospital tomorrow … the day after … three weeks … knowing that not only do I have to deal with the smell (which has gotten exponentially worse since the first day), but I have to worry about the scurrying gray bringers of plague, has seriously made me consider finding some horrible disease to contract so I don’t have to go in.
*sigh*
The day had started out well, with the chance to round with the neurology resident and the cool consults she had. I was excited.
Man, ignorance is bliss.
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imagine_ts@livejournal says:
*hug* Hang in there. This seems like a great experience you will learn a lot from.
When are you coming home?
We had a mouse in our house a few months ago. I named him Scabbers II.
{{{Hugs}}} Hang in there, not long now…
Sorry, that was me – LJ killed my cookies.