Thursday . May 30 . 2002 . 9:42pm |
dynamic equilibrium It's funny how your body equilibrates. Like how it's not really that weird to be getting ready for work at 3:30 in the morning. Or to be hungry for lunch at 8:00am. Or to go to bed at 10:30 every night at the very latest, a bedtime schedule I probably haven't kept since elementary school. Like I said, you equilibrate. My calves are so sore. Mostly from walking the path I've dubbed the Med Student Trail of Tears, namely the halls between the wards and the chem lab. It's a path I traverse nearly every day, bringing down little vials of blood to be tested for all and sundry counts and chem levels. Really, one could use the chute system to get the bloods to the lab (one of those systems you see in cartoons, where you pack shipping materials into a little cartridge and shove said cartridge into a pneumatic tube, which shuttles it off to its pre-programmed destination), but I've since learned that paradoxically, the quickest way to get things down to the lab is to walk it there yourself. I must walk at least 3 miles a day just to get between the two buildings. It's really far. Especially on your tenth trip of the day. Sometimes I look down that hallway, that long, empty hallway, with its smooth linoleum and straight path, and wish I had a pair of roller skates. xo Michelle |
