poured out before bed
Mr. Whine has been the esteemed night float senior for the cardiology service this week. (Read: Most often turfed to medicine resident in the hospital. ” Troponin? You need to fix it.”)
Which means for the last 5 days, we’ve been working opposite shifts. (Read: I can’t remember what he looks like, but the sheets smell like him when I fall in.)
And get this – next week, I start doing overnights in the polysomnography lab while he does a week of day consults. Then, when I switch back to days – he’s back to a night float service. And – you guessed it – that last week of February I’m on ICU nights and he hits day consults again. All this on top of the last two months, during which I’ve spent no more than a day and a half at home between residency interviews.
Good thing I like the smell of his after-shave.
Oh, the madness that is two spouses in medicine…