Laugh-a while you can, monkey-boy

Overbooked office days. Long surgery schedules running into the late evening. OR Turnover times that border on glacial, with UAFAT* tacked on to boot. Lots of call. Sick patients needing a bit of extra time and hand-holding. Surglings going every which way, and now with the extra worry that comes with the eldest surgling now in proud possession of a driver's license. I'm bushed! When I got out of bed this morning, instead of the gray-haired guy with bags under his eyes looking back at me from the mirror, it came as no surprise that I saw Dr. Emilio Lizardo staring back at me!

Must. Drink. Wine. Tonight!

*Usual Anesthesia F*** Around Time