I had a great NYE. It's been a crazy busy month with house buying, parents visiting, trying to unpack a house before parents visit, and all that jazz. So for New Years, my husband and I put on pajamas, cooked a glorious fancy steak meal, drank way too much champagne, and didn't leave the house.
New Year's Day started off equally great. We made breakfast, I drank a pot of coffee, it was a beautiful day. And then I went to work.
Where within fifteen minutes of my arrival at the hospital, my second patient of the day was immediately intubated and the shitshow of a shift went downhill from there.
Welcome to 2017.