I leave work before five for the third time this week. If they want to kick us out before we can log double over-time hours, I'm not going to stop 'em. I love being a surgeon as much as the next highly-competitive egomaniac at Seattle Grace. But I'm starting to realize it isn't everything. I don't want it to be. Not anymore. This time off has ( Read more... )

My hours here at Seattle Grace are already crazier than they ever were at Mercy West. I'm running on next to no sleep and this time it's not because of something lingering from my past, it's because there's a never ending influx of trauma patients ( Read more... )

I've been trying to coax myself into sleep for whats seemed like hours. I finally give up and glance over Sea sleeping beside me. 2:00 AM. I sigh internally. Why won't my brain shut the f up ( Read more... )

My new bed is awesome. I could film a commercial for it today. I swear, I haven't felt this good since way before I got pregnant. Jackson hasn't stayed over to enjoy my bed with me because we always had a reason not to. I wonder if it's for the best. Is it kind of whorey to sleep with a guy while another guy's baby is in my uterus? Probably ( Read more... )

It's not a full moon, so I'm not sure why so many women are going into labor, but they need to stop. I'm only one guy with two hands, and I can't keep up with them. My nurses are frazzled, and I'm on my way to joining them. And I'm starving ( Read more... )

I wake up slowly to the feeling of my cheek pressed against warm skin. I smile softly before opening my eyes and stretching my arm across his chest ( Read more... )

I head over to Joe's after my shift, more than ready for my glass of wine. I kinda wish Sea could join me but he was still hiking over babies when I left around 6. Don't think he'll be done anytime soon and the last thing I want is to hover. What we have is still in the light and fun, and my head is telling me to keep it there as long as possible. ( Read more... )

It's late, and I'm bleary-eyed, but if I don't finish this charting tonight, I will hate myself tomorrow. As I'm nearing the bottom of the stack, I glance up and catch the back of Meredith's head. I groan and slide the stack off of the counter, ducking into the lounge. I just can't deal with it tonight. I need to get this shit done ( Read more... )

 After having a couple bites of my turkey sandwich and some salad for lunch, I make my way back up to Peds to check on Jordan before his surgery. Usually I'd have eaten my whole sandwich, the salad, some fruit... candy, a gatorade. But today, I'm just not hungry. It's funny. I think I might have replaced food with sex. Bridget Jones style. And I ( Read more... )

 Well, I got what I asked for. The Chief started cracking down on our overtime and I have to go home tonight, again. I should really be careful for what I wish for. I kinda just assumed if I was given more time off, my social life would magically manifest itself.

I gather my stuff and think about stopping by the video store on the way home. Maybe ( Read more... )