Friday, July 23, 2004
On the Flip Side...
...shift work can really mess up your physiology.
I had one square meal yesterday. Just one. It can't possibly have been good for me, what with going to the gym and all
(2.4 time down to 11.05! yay me)
but... shrug. All the times get messed up - you just lose your appetite - well, I do anyhow. And I absolutely refuse to eat when I'm not feeling in the least bit hungry. That'd just be... weird.
Girls, if you're looking for a great way to lose weight, and your social life, all in one go - do something worthless with your life. Be an emergency doctor. heh.
*****
Random thought while running on the treadmill (some weeks back it was "I wish I could have been a hamster") :
Am I waiting for the impossible? What am I waiting for? (And what was all that about?)
*****
The One Interview tomorrow. The fate of my little earth hangs in the balance.
Mood : worried.
also still in two minds.
I want to do well in the interview, of course. And I want to get a job.
But... part of me also wants to go home to be with my parents :
*****
Reflecting briefly while staring out the train on life, specifically someone else's brush with the lack thereof (her father's CABG post MI) I can't help but think that I may not be getting any younger, but neither are my mum and dad.
I'm surrounded every day by death and illness. One gets slightly immune to it.
But pausing for a moment to think that maybe one day that umpteenth patient who's collapsed suddenly with chest pain might just be... well it doesn't bear thinking about.
Does it?
I had one square meal yesterday. Just one. It can't possibly have been good for me, what with going to the gym and all
(2.4 time down to 11.05! yay me)
but... shrug. All the times get messed up - you just lose your appetite - well, I do anyhow. And I absolutely refuse to eat when I'm not feeling in the least bit hungry. That'd just be... weird.
Girls, if you're looking for a great way to lose weight, and your social life, all in one go - do something worthless with your life. Be an emergency doctor. heh.
*****
Random thought while running on the treadmill (some weeks back it was "I wish I could have been a hamster") :
Am I waiting for the impossible? What am I waiting for? (And what was all that about?)
*****
The One Interview tomorrow. The fate of my little earth hangs in the balance.
Mood : worried.
also still in two minds.
I want to do well in the interview, of course. And I want to get a job.
But... part of me also wants to go home to be with my parents :
*****
Reflecting briefly while staring out the train on life, specifically someone else's brush with the lack thereof (her father's CABG post MI) I can't help but think that I may not be getting any younger, but neither are my mum and dad.
I'm surrounded every day by death and illness. One gets slightly immune to it.
But pausing for a moment to think that maybe one day that umpteenth patient who's collapsed suddenly with chest pain might just be... well it doesn't bear thinking about.
Does it?
