Yesterday was a rough, long day.
A tough day at my current job is like a good day at my old one. So, it was not that rough at work, just a tough day. But I had to think - A LOT. I felt like I lived up to my title as a specialist. Every patient was very ill and super complex and asked questions not even related to my field of specialty but being trained in family practice I am still qualified to address. Then no break at lunch due to a meeting. Ten hour day, then long drive home because of a snow storm.
I was grateful to get home safely. Cars were spinning out all around me and I even slid into an intersection. I was most grateful all the oncoming traffic was stopped. T Rex Dad brought home dinner so I did not have to cook and I ended up falling asleep early from sheer exhaustion.
Then at 3:00 am the neighbor calls needing my help with one of her kids. I actually had to decline, which made me feel horrible. I took care of a patient with influenza who had been vaccinated. Since I was in close contact I was concerned that I could also get that strain of influenza which is resistant to vaccine making me susceptible to illness. They have a tiny baby and I did not want to risk exposure. I just felt horrible for not being able to help and was awake for the next three hours.
I was even keeping myself clear of my family which, not snuggling the kids and sleeping away from everyone, made it even more hard after my rough day. Still, I was grateful for my life and all I have. I suppose not all days can be sunshine and lollipops because if they were, then we could not appreciate days like these - kiddos buddled up in bulky snowsuits like State Puff Marshmallow Men tossing snowballs, building a snowman, making snow angels, and sleding. It's work but it is fun work. And if having a rough day once in a while is what I need to keep things in perspective, I'll take it.
Enjoy the photos from our morning of fun...(It was Little Sister's first time building a snow man)