A Lot of Hours

12 hours in the city. Five calls. Dsypnea at a nursing home -- had to suction a trach -- a seizure, an MVA, a chest pain, and a false medical alarm. It seemed like a long day. I'm going to bed early tonight. I'll be working a lot of hours this week and this coming month. Fortunately tomorrow is holiday pay, double time and a half for 12 hours. Whoo-hoo!

I confess I felt a little depressed today at work. I think it is because I am still beat down and tired and maybe fighting a bug. It just makes you feel weak, and you wonder if you have the strength to keep doing this for another ten, fifteen years.

Maybe I'm working too much. I'm on pace to make $100,000 this year. I don't think I will. I'll hit $80,000. Its a lot of hours and it has its price. No way will I be able to work this many hours in ten years. No way.

Today I was thinking if I want a different life I will have to make my move soon.

But I don't know what else to do.