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how bored so ....

Я дома, не выйду отсюда до понедельника. Completed two labor, without rest, with two weeks of duty. As all tortured.
potsapalas yesterday with a friend of the blue, I got angry, because of the VIP patient, who suddenly is adequate (yes, he does here at anything, by the way) I did not get to my doctor. We, physicians, too, sometimes get sick. His offered treatment, even very well, even a diagnosis, which missed the main specialists of Moscow (now I'm proud of myself). Joking ... and Tatiana did not understand the joke ...
Then the whole evening was wound up and down, doing something, all the small stuff, but not sat down. Tired.
Sent away ... and for all, a man whom she loved, who betrayed him, or just playing all the way, which deprived me of many years of dreams ... I do not want anymore, I'm tired.
went to bed around 23.00, just passed out, then woke up at 2.00 and all, and the cuckoo until 6 am ... I cried and thought and thought and froze ...
morning went to the lower compartment, a shower, but there is one patient with an allergic reaction, the other not at all clear to what, I am on their treated. And if I did not come back? Caused me a nurse on duty?
Then everything began to turn - began to spin, I was running, I'm tired again.
And in that moment when I put up with his girlfriend, telling her about my troubles and adventures, I phoned my athlete, from which once refused a colleague, and I pulled it. In our poluklinike sent her type is not our profile, go to your home. Type of pus-risk postoperative infection of clean. But at the same time, the bosses around weeks ago, laid us patient with fistula, and he also got me. Incidentally, the defect of the skin is almost closed, I am very pleased. Do the girls do not yet have pus, and even if you are afraid nanachay treatment and recommend relevant institutions! Who else, but we will treat sporsmenov? Yes, damsel with no brakes, capricious, but athletes should be with character. Where is the humanity and humanism? Little girl I have defended, locked in a corridor with the head, and incoming patients are strangers. I do not care, let reprimand endure, fire, do what they want. I'm tired of all that is happening.