Breathless.

Sometimes, medical terms and little things like getting people out of bed make me feel like I want to make my head explode. On purpose.

In other interesting news, I wonder how strict/pushy/annoying I can be to patients who're just so bloody damn rude to me? I guess, after all, if they can be a jackass, I can be just as bad. Or as rude. Or shall I just take it all down with a huge shot of morphine.

 

The morphine is actually pretty tempting.

 

But then, so is the look of surprise when I tell them what I really think of them.

 

But then again, do I really want to be fired so soon into the job?

 

Makes ballroom looks like a dream, doesn't it?