"are you indian?"

mauritius - my 1st sari

a patient asked me today if i was indian

& no, I wasn't wearing a sari (at that time)

go figure.

1 call

3 years ago, that changed everything

& i still ask myself questions i don't have the answers to
i see him, & i see you
& every little thing that reminds me of you - a big mac, free willy...

you didn't pick yourself up
if only you did

pause

due to the stresses of neuro life, this blog will be inactive for awhile, at least for the next 2 weeks.

a typical day (not like you'd be interested but...)
6.30 am - *alarm clock rings*
7.10 am - dash through the door & out to the tram stop
7.35 am - sprint through ticket machines just in time to hop onto 7.38 am train
8.00 am - arrive at the austin hosp., begin the daily climb up stairs to main entrance, through foyer, up 3 floors, cross over to the old building & to shuttle bus stop
8.15 am - shuttle bus arrives
8.30 am - arrive at the repat.
9.00 am to 4 sometimes 5 pm - assess & treat patients, brains picked by supervisors etc...
4 pm to 6 pm - do all of the above again, walk in through front door in time for the simpsons
6 pm to 11pm - dinner, prepare notes, read up for next day's patients, crash into bed
Repeat 4 days a week.
& i'm sure you don't want to know my friday timetable.