Convo of the day:
Me: *sigh*, I feel like I've done nothing. Sitting around in the room - food being sent to me and all... what a life. *sigh again*
She: *quietly*.. you feel that you've done nothing?
She: You're wrong. You have done a LOT. Done this this, that that..etc
Me: Yeah! So? Remember when I was an infant?
She: *stared in amazement*...
Me: And when electricity went out at night? (with no UPS), didn't you fan me.. for loooong times??
She: *no answer*
Me: So I've done nothing..
:D:D --end of convo
So these days I have no idea of dates, times and days of the week. Everything is one big cycle - with mini-cycles within it. I try not to glance at the clock to much as well. Although have to keep track of Flagyl and Falgan's timings!
With 3 hours of sleep in the past 24 hours (again!), life seems hazy.. and I feel like one big tablet of..
You know, I seriously think I should have gone in nursing.. :S.. *wistfully*. I would have LOVED to 'do rounds', interact with so many different patients, cheer them up in their dormicum-induced-and-flagyl-induced gloom, and well, it would just have been plain fun (and work!).
Too late .. :(