It’s 12:44AM on May 2nd. I’d say the day was successful for probably reasons you also wouldn’t expect, for they may be what you call, “the little things.” I am so tired, so just like this morning, “time is of the essence.” I have class at 9:15 tomorrow, I leave the house around 8:30 and get up at 8, easy peasy. This is my third to last class! I have enjoyed it thoroughly. Back to the day. Before I forget forever, there is a doctor at NYU Lurtheran that stands out (not like some of the nurses stand out…). He is always wearing that cloth swim cap and a St. Luke’s Trauma … something… sweatshirt. He also wears Mount Sinai pants sometimes. I approached him once, he seemed initially as all the staff there do when EMS comes to bother them – annoyed and expecting a generalized poor professional. I had asked him if my patients symptoms were presented more as a posisble cardiac rather than what I thought was an infection. He was in teacher mode, a pro at his dialogue for such a subordinate like myself. I felt quizzical after that moment, for the rest of my day. I have no memory of childhood but I know I never saw myself in the medical field. I’m pretty sure I disregarded it and took it for granted, most of the time. Anyway, falling asleep here. He loves his job, he is fluent in it, fluid in conveying all sorts of encouragement and constructive observations. Today I was in close proximity with him again as he knew my patients friend who had accompanied her to the hospital. Nice. Boring! There’s more but I have to take a rest.

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