Wednesday, June 29, 2005

 

Better days...


Sprout's back!!! WOO HOO!!!! Picked him up on Sunday. Phew. But ouch, the price to make him better...

Thanks, Daddy. I owe you a check.

Better days...part deux...


Dan comes home tomorrow!!! Yippee! 9 days with contact solely by email... OVER! It's weird not actually talking to him. I'm so excited, I can't sleep.

Claud 12:05 AM 

Thursday, June 23, 2005

 

adventures in the south burbs...

So now I'm in the south suburbs, not far from the Indiana border. I'm doing a psychiatry rotation in Indiana. The commute to the hospital is the best commute I've had since moving back to Chicago. 15-20 minutes and I'm there, no highways involved. It's FABULOUS! Especially when you consider I was commuting 1 hour to Aurora and 45 minutes to Deerfield for my previous area rotations.

The psych rotation is ok. It's very laid back. I'm usually done before 4, if not earlier. And to be honest, I'm not doing very much. It's mostly teens, and the unit's not too busy during the summer. I should appreciate it while I can, because it's not often that you get a rotation where you get to relax. The only thing is, I'm so used to being busy that I don't know what to do with myself here. Plus, while we can talk to the patients on our own, I'm slightly hesitant to do so only because I'm concerned about saying something that might set a patient off, or upset them, being that this is the psychiatric unit. The last thing I want to do is set a patient back in their therapy because I said the wrong thing. Oh well.



lonely, i'm miss lonely...

So I'm living at Dan and the Landlord's while I'm doing the Indiana rotation. By the way, Landlord, if you read this, thanks again for letting me crash here.

Only problem is, Dan's in England until next Wednesday. He's been gone since Monday.

This sucks.

I hope this doesn't sound pathetic or anything, but I've gotten so used to talking to him that not hearing his voice for this long just suck diddily ucks. We usually talk every night before going to sleep, and the Atlantic Ocean between us has kind of put a crimp into that. The cell phone charges would be unthinkable, and being the genius that I am, I didn't think to get him an overseas calling card before he left. I miss him.

At any rate, Tom works at night. Dan's not here.

I'm lonely.

This sucks.

But Dan will be home in less than a week. Don't worry, I'm ok. But this still sucks.

Claud 7:20 PM 

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

 

Please send good vibes to my car...

OK, long story short, my car (well, actually, it's kinda my dad's) stalled as I was exiting 355 and smoke or steam comes pouring out from beneath the hood. Fear not, no smoke and the smoke/steam stopped. However, so did my car.

At any rate, I am now cruising in a rented Camry. It's pretty sweet, but it's not Sprout.

Sprout (as I have nicknamed "my" little green car - Christine's SUV is the big green car) is supposed to get me through my residency. I have tried to keep him in good shape, but I don't know what happened. The only thing we know is that somehow, my coolant was all gone and now my coolant reservoir is melted. Despite all my fluids having supposedly been topped off during my last oil change less than two months ago.

I suck. Possibly.

So please, send good vibes to Sprout. I miss him.

Claud 11:30 PM