Today at 7:30, I folded up my tent and sleeping bag and moved out of the ER for a few days.
In the 26 days since my wife left, I've worked 215 hours. That is an average of over 8 hours a day even including the days that I had off (of which I never had more than one in a row) and an average of almost 11 hours a day on the 20 days that I did work.
My back is killing me and my feet have officially fallen off.
I'm ready for a break.
But even more, I'm ready to have my wife and daughter back from their family reunion, and that is exactly what I'm about to do. It is amazing how energized I am given that I just finished my third 12 in a row.
You would be, too, if your family was as awesome as mine.
In the 26 days since my wife left, I've worked 215 hours. That is an average of over 8 hours a day even including the days that I had off (of which I never had more than one in a row) and an average of almost 11 hours a day on the 20 days that I did work.
My back is killing me and my feet have officially fallen off.
I'm ready for a break.
But even more, I'm ready to have my wife and daughter back from their family reunion, and that is exactly what I'm about to do. It is amazing how energized I am given that I just finished my third 12 in a row.
You would be, too, if your family was as awesome as mine.
2 comments:
YAY! Enjoy your time off and your family! :)
How wonderful to read about loving family ties -- a nice counterweight to the ED horror stories. Enjoy -- convince someone that you are in dire need of a masseuse.
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