Drained

i knew i shouldn't've complained about not having anything to do! the last week (+ weekend)had been pure hell!. i'm spent. i was oncall the on the weekend, and it was not pretty. and a full day work the following monday too. because my consultant was oncall for 5 days in a row, we had a lot of radiographs ordered and needed to be reported in urgency. and who had to face those cranky radiologists? me. dr. kelly had this rep of being a scary radiologist consultant, but he's always been friendly with me. but yesterday, boy, did he lay one on me! i mean i don't blame him for being worked up with all those ultrasounds to do AND report, but being oncall for the last 48 hours and then full time monday had me so exhausted i almost burst out crying.
later that day, i had to see yet another radiologist, dr.bannan, and while i was in his room dr.kelly came in with a cup of tea in his hand. he was all cheerful and all, and he was trying to make it up to me by cracking up some stupid joke and holding out his hand for a shake of truce, and saying "it'll get better with time lia, it'll get better." i took his hand, but i was too tired from work and the emotional abuse to play nice with him then.
i'm oncall again today. but that's okay...i'll be oncall free for the next 8 days at least.

wow...one whole paragraph and no bleeps so far...amazing...but i'd better get going anyway.