Attention those who are to blame at WBAMC: You are a bunch of flippin' scoundrels. You make my hardworking, eager, enthusiastic, awesome doctor of a husband work NINETY-SEVEN HOURS in SIX & 1/2 DAYS (is that even possible, mathematically? It must be, because it happened). Oh, and no days off in between, either. He had to go in an hour early today (That means 5 am). He is now an hour late coming home (and counting...)
I was telling Megan at dinner how I feel so sad for Daddy that he has to work so much, and it just isn't fair that we get to be all together all day long doing whatever we please while he is stuck there for 14 +hours. Megan, with her ever irrefutable logic replied, "Well I'm happy because it's allowed because sick people need doctors, and daddy is the only doctor in our family."
I guess that's just how it is!
16 years ago
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I'll sic my crazy kids from work on them. That'll teach them.
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