. . . and a dash of summer funk, I guess. Call last week was rough, and then the ol’ viral crud hit. I am thankful that I wasn’t sick while on call, but it still kind of sucks.
Hopefully it will be over soon.
More tomorrow, if the fog in my frontal lobe starts to clear.
(Yes, I went to work today. Thankfully it was slow and I saw less than half of my usual patient volume due to no-shows. And I closed 15 open charts during periods of down time. Ibuprofen is a great drug.)