My boyfriend of 9 years and I got married on my birthday this year.
Now that we sleep on the same bed, almost every night (He and I have night duties), I can't imagine life without him.
Now I'm sick, in my bunting, awake doing my report, and you're cuddled up beside me such that I have to be careful typing because my laptop might hit you and awaken you.
I am sick and he made me my request of onion soup, and not due to my request, he made homemade whole wheat dinner rolls from scratch to match my soup.
Makes you really wonder how I landed such a catch.
Mind you, these are just ramblings of a virus infested doctor who had a 24 hours ER duty yesterday at the seemingly only hospital in Quezon City, or even Metro Manila who offers dialysis, but still has to finish her report (after procrastinating for a month or two) due tomorrow.
I kept saying earlier today, "by this time tomorrow, I'll be happy again" - see, a departmental case report where there is always a risk of public humiliation is really enough to make a Nephrology fellow quit fellowship and I had that feeling for days now.
But really, at this time of night, that I still have some cramming to do but know as an Internist, that as a patient, rest is the best, I feel really happy.
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