The one day that I didn't wear scrubs to work
From my 28th week
I am getting bigger and more uncomfortable, and working 30 hrs at a time (and no we don't take naps!) when on call has gotten harder, but I have a good support system around me at work and my senior residents try to do what they can to prevent me from getting too bombarded with work. Actually, this weekend, my chief resident tried to find some time for me to rest for about 30 minutes but by the time I got done with doing a C-section and delivering 2 babies, our Triage filled up again and there went that. It was nice that she at least tried. Anyway, only 11 weeks to go. I am taking it one day at a time and trusting in God to give me the strength and the stamina that I need. He has never inspired me to do something that he has not given me the tools to accomplish, and I know that this is one of those things.
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