PB & J. The loves of my life. [the people, not the food]
Nursing has kicked me in the figurative balls again.
I've been working like crazy to finish my patient research before today, so that I could watch The Office premiere with no distractions or guilt whatsoever.
But, of course.
My patient was discharged today.
Don't get me wrong, that's a happy thing! For him. Not for me.
Because now I have a whole new [insanely complex] patient to research by tomorrow morning.
I wish The Office would wait for me...