but what i really love about you is your mind
The problem with taking Saturday call is not so much the call itself, as the aftermath. I got home this morning at 8:00am, slept for three hours, and then went with Joe and Cal to the playground so that I could at least spend some with my family this weekend. Now it's 7:00pm, and I am back in the ORs early tomorrow morning, doing two back-to-back Pediatric open heart cases. Next weekend I am off, but that seems very far away right now.
Starting the work week at a deficit makes me feel not unlike a zombie, lurching from one task to another in search of tasty delicious human brains upon which to feast. Brains! BRAINS!
So I am a little tired is what I'm saying.