A friend of mine, who is a respiratory therapist posted something today along the lines of - "Okay NNICU, you win". I feel the same way and I have one more day to go.
I want to bore you with the little things I find that irk me, with observations about who I am since I am embedded in my NNICU career, my arts and crafts, and other such musings. Instead I am going to try to make it up the stairs so I can go to bed. My feet and ankles are putting up a pretty good protest though. I don't think they've protested like this since pregnancy...
So, that's my brief post. I'm still embattled in the midst of four twelve hour shifts and can't believe it's Sunday. I'd give a further update, but all of you are reading it from the day to day posts. (Yes, Ann has been fine since the fall, and she threw a fit this morning because she couldn't go with me to work) Pictures to come later in the week.