I thought I was tired yesterday, after working 7 hours on my feet. Today I worked 10 and 1/2 hours, and I define tired. Really, I think there MUST be a photo of me by that word in the dictionary!
My car pulled into the hospital parking deck (almost on auto-pilot) at 7:40pm, and even though visiting hours are over at 8pm, I went in, as I have to get mr. kenju ready for the night and the next morning. The routine is that I set out his shaving kit, put clean clothes on the chair beside the bed and make sure everything he needs is close at hand. I don't know why we bother, though, as during the night someone always moves everything around. At least, that is what he tells me. Every morning at 3 a.m., when the new nurses come on duty, they come into the rooms, wake the patients and take their BP and temps. I suppose that is when everything gets moved, and I understand that. Mr. kenju, however, is miffed about it!
As I type, I am watching Fashion Rocks on TV. Alicia Keys is playing the piano and singing. Is there anyone on TV today as beautiful as she is? Beautiful and talented too. Did you know that she writes classical music, as well as rock and pop? She blows me away. In my next life, I want to come back as Alicia Keys! Good night, everyone.