First Day

I.AM.EXHAUSTED.

My working hours are from 6.30am to 8.00pm today, and in this time, I drank zero sips of water, went to the toilet zero times, gobbled up 1/4 of a packed lunch (before the meeting began and we were sort of obliged to stop eating), sat a total of less than 30minutes and spent the rest of the time walking and walking and walking and sometimes running, and climbing stairs (e lifts went cuckoo on me after 6pm, or rather i still can't figure out the system, so i had to use the stairs).

Was utterly utterly exhausted when i left the wards, and when i saw the friendly shuttle bus (so colourful, and got neon blue lights twinkling at me some more), i just crawled onto it and collapsed onto the nearest seat.

But I cheered up immensely when I saw a familiar figure slouched his way onto the bus, and collapsed onto the seat beside me. We looked at each other from our collapsed positions (i couldn't move, really) with identical looks of defeat on our faces.
The sense of camaraderie is comforting.

Poor Hag... I felt better abt my day already after hearing abt his crazy day.