My resident made me feel even better when she said, "And his first closing was deep in a bellybutton, not some straight, superficial incision like my first time."
Yes, third year is a lot of work. We moved from one surgery to another for eight hours straight with no room for a meal, and only time for one bathroom break toward the end of the day. I'm not sure if that is normal or not, but I am enjoying it nonetheless. I did let my blood sugar and hydration levels get too low today, though. Had a sharp, cracking headache all day that slowly built into a blinding, pounding migraine by the end of the day.
Now, I'm settling down to some nice, passive lectures to finish out the day. On the back burner is the case report that is due next Wednesday, along with the many chapters of reading that I haven't quite gotten to...
Ah well. There's always the weekend!