However, the bracelet kind of stuck in the back of my head all day. It didn't really help matters that the reason that he was checking up on our patient this morning was that he had accidently overdosed one of her meds yesterday. If I were in his position, I don't think I would want to be seen with that around my wrist.
Then I started thinking about what my bracelet would say if I was to describe how I felt in one word.
Schedule-wise this has been a more relaxed week for me. I have been working out more regularly, and even reading a little every night. And yet I just feel like a mess. I don't know what I am accomplishing here. I kind of feel like I am in a pit with steep, muddy walls that I can't climb out of.
If I had my pick, I would want my bracelet to say CONTENT or more simply LOVED, but those seem to be feelings well out of my grasp right now.
I am on home call right now. It's hard not to just sit there and stare at my pager, willing it not to go off. It is annoying that the key to sleeping tonight is directly related to a 1" x 2" x 0.5" electronic device. I HATE THAT THING. A person with a good attitude would be grateful for being able to spend a call night at home, but unfortunately I am not in that state of mind... yet.
This evening, I watched "An Inconvenient Truth". It was pretty good, and I think that I may have learned a thing or two. I did not realize that Al Gore was such an idealist. I used to be like that. I guess maybe I just need a little refill on my supply of hope.
P.S. "Match Day" for medical students entering residency programs this July is coming up next week on the 15th. Please keep "The Phoenix" in your thoughts and prayers.