am so so so tired
can't imagine life with NO post-call half-day off

start to find that I dont eat because of hunger now; I now eat because I'm afraid I cant in the next moment.

I went to work on Tuesday sunny morning, and I brought no umbrella
who would know there'll be black rainstorm on Wednesday afternoon when I can finally leave hospital?

this is just a normal post-call day
as usual, as expected


why do you think you should await something nice?