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[keaalu]

Today? Sucks. It's my punishment for managing to not have to work the bank holiday weekend.

Edit: And I can't assing find anyone who can make chemo.

Edit2: And whyyyyy am I so bad at taking compliments. My brain goes "hee ^_^" and then decides to go shy and stupid and unable to say anything coherent. ARGH.

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[muffins-of-god.livejournal.com]

*HUG* I figured you might be on-call. Hon, I'm sorry your day sucks.

[keaalu.livejournal.com]

Thanks. *flophug* It's ok. It's just frustrating. Every time I try to do anything, my bleep goes. I answer it, and it's USUALLY someone saying "...have you done our meds yet?" No, because you WON'T LET ME DO ANY WORK WITH THE KEEP BLEEPING.
Thennnn the cancer wing phoned down asking where their cytarabine was, I couldn't find it, phoned the onc pharmacist and his response was "ohhhhshitIforgot" (and it was AT LEAST as melodramatic as that.)

BUT I COMING HOME NOW (well in a few). AND I NEED TAKEAWAY.

Little!Blink is in my head, making friends with fluffy aliens. BUTTIRFLIIIES

whee *spins around and falls over*

...ok so I'm not coming home yet, I forgot one of the wards needed some stuff. *oops*

[jill-dragon.livejournal.com]

Never say your shift is over until you're out the door and far enough down the road that they can't catch you. ;)