No more....

[ladysprite]

I have just done the math. By the end of my shift today, I will have worked 70 hours in 6 days, with no days off. I love my work, but this is ridiculous. I've been in the office from 7:30 am until past 9pm most of these days. I've been running in circles bouncing from one appointment to the next, trying to keep patients straight. And I can't do it anymore.

I'm used up. I have no more energy. When I collapsed on my sofa last night, it took everything I had to keep from crying at the thought that I had to go back tomorrow. I didn't have the energy to take off my socks, let alone prepare for another day of surgery, triage, and medical hand-holding for the masses.

I love my job. I'm not used to dreading it, and I don't like that feeling. I'm supposed to enjoy what I do. It's supposed to be fun and exciting, but I've reached a point where I'm incapable of being excited by anything other than the prospect of sitting on something comfy and being hand-fed small pieces of chocolate. Or sleeping.

I've been stretched so thin I feel like I ought to be translucent. Much more of this, and there won't be anything left of me. And in 15 minutes I need to get up and go out the door and face another day of this. Nine more hours, that's all. Then I get a day off. One blessed, joyous day which I intend to sleep through. Just nine more hours. Just grant me the strength to get through that....

Comments

[gingicat]

*hugs*

I promise the lesson will be low-key (no pun intended).

[lensman.livejournal.com]

and if you cancled the lesson, would that make it "off key" (pun intended.... It sounds like she could use a few good laughs) :-)

[jerusha.livejournal.com]

I hope this is just the temporary product of exhaustion. I hate the thought that they might permanently poison what you love to do.

Sleep well on your day off!

[anisoptera.livejournal.com]

I hope at least you are making oodles of money.

[wcg.livejournal.com]

By the time you read this, your long day at work will have passed. Rest. Sleep.

A thought I hope will make you happy: As Paula and I were driving home this weekend, we were playing the "What would you want to do if you had XXX million?" game, and we concluded that one guaranteed good use of such would be setting you up in your own practice. Not that there's much chance of us ever having such funds, but if we do ...