6 days left.
While I try not to seem really happy about it, I admit it. I'm happy. It's not that I hate trauma- I don't, and sometimes it's even kind-of fun. Tonight I was late coming home because I was operating with one of my residents. I have to admit that I genuinely love helping them learn how to do cases, and this was no exception. She did a great job, and I really just stood there and made suggestions- it was truly HER case with me providing an able assist.
The simple fact that the teaching part of the case was what was the most fun to me, though, speaks to why the new job is so, so right. In many ways I feel like my "educator" identity outweighs my "surgeon" identity, at least in the best of circumstances. So I truly believe that 6 days is....well, it's right. It fits. It puts me back to being who I truly am, and it pulls me out of the "utterly sleep-deprived cranky bitch" realm.
With that, Happiness/ Gratitude List, 17 october 2008 edition:
- Sleeping in my own bed last night. It was just....nice. Quiet. Peaceful. Kitty-laden, since they have to help me.
- Ongoing progress with the WAGES proposal. I didn't get what I needed to finished today, but I'm gaining on it. I felt like I was in a writing rhythm finally tonight but supper and sleep- and a splenectomy- won.
- Pondering the possibilities for some play time tomorrow afternoon. Maybe up one of the canyons to hike around a bit. Maybe some back deck time. The possibilities...I love that!
- Growing and learning- about me, about people around me. Being a little bit scared and a little bit brave and seeing where both things take me. Right now they feel amazingly good.
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