i was writing about daunting 16 yesterday. i don't know what difference does 16 and 15 make, but apparently tonight when i look at the calendar, all of a sudden, it's OK. it's not perfect, it's not even good, but it's OK. i think i'm gonna survive. i guess i just have to go do it.
i think i'm more positive because i found out if i'm free, i don't need to hang around the surgery ward. i can go off and do my stuff until the surgeon rings my mobile. and i'm free wednesday and friday. and things are interesting in uni. i assisted my 3rd (5th if you count just watching) TWLO, i'm a pro in leveling dog's hind legs now. and i got to draw on radiograph like an actual doctor. i'm having an open reduction for recurrent traumatic hip luxation. it's good. (but my arms seriously sore from moving heavy stuff and being human retractor)
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