Sticky

It’s been pretty humid here in Chicago, every time I leave the house I immediately feel like I need to shower again. Not that the weather matters, because I’m just passing through on my way to the emergency room, then back home to sleep. After 3 years of wondering if I’d like emergency medicine, I have to say that I do! I finished my 3rd day today and I can already see myself committing to it. I haven’t done any trauma or procedures yet, but I like how random it is. Sure, half are chest pain, but who knew I’d get an STD, suicidal ideation, gastritis, and crazy heart rhythms all in one day??

The exercise is nonexistant. Simply because my shift ends at the time the gym closes and for the past 2 days I have been a bit sleep deprived…there’s so much paperwork and meetings and application stuff to do!! (laundry at 2 AM didn’t help) The past few days I’ve felt like I have the beginning of a chest cold or some stickyness in my lungs. But really i know that it’s all because I’m living a sedentary few days! Once I am able to work out I know it’ll get rid of that non-active feeling… I feel like I’m not describing this right. Basically, I need to exercise! Get my heart rate up! Inhale deeply! Work my muscles! Bite the bullet and wake up early!!

My radio alarm clock this morning announced how Bonds beat Hank Aaron’s home run record.  In my morning stupor, I remember thinking how I should get a recording that announces “Touchdown Hawkeyes!” then plays the school fight song complete with stadium cheers.  That way I could jump of bed every day punching the air going “Yeah Hawkeyes!  Woo hoo!” before my morning brain realizes it was just a ploy to wake me up.