Or week, or whatever:
+++ Had a great week on OHSCU (oncology/hematology special care unit), training for my staffing shifts and getting used to things before starting my oncology rotation tomorrow. The pharmacists were great and allowed me to kind of take over and run the show which boosted my comfort level immensely. I pretty much staffed by myself on Friday, with the occasional (or frequent) question for the real OHSCU pharmacist who basically got to just hang out for a day. I finally feel like I'm getting used to the hospital and starting to get into patient care which was the whole point of the residency anyway.
+++ The fam was in town for a brief not-quite 20 hours. It was so great to go to Mass as a family (well, most of us anyway). I commented to my dad that during the processional hymn, the song hit a high note, and my mom and dad and I all sang the same note which happened to be about a note-and-a-half flat. What a gene pool! Dinner at Olive Garden and breakfast at VI topped off the weekend, and I even got leftovers and an iPod out of the deal.
+++ I rearranged my furniture. This may not seem like a big deal, but you should've seen it before. A large living room and sparse furniture doesn't mesh well, and the TV was about 20 feet from the couch. Now I think it's about 12-15 feet away, the room looks much cozier, and I have a consensus of where to hang all of my pictures. Also on the furniture front, I finally bought a bookcase, and I'm so excited to have it all put together and functional so that I can get rid of the stack of boxes currently housing all of my bookshelfy things.
+++ I'm reading "What's So Amazing About Grace?" and finding lots of extra graces in my week for having put forth a tiny bit of effort into my spiritual life. The homily last night fit so well with what I've been reading in the book and discovering throughout the day. It's like God knows what He's doing or something. :)
+++ I'm finally driving my new car---named Stella---and I really like it. Stella was the family consensus, especially after discovering it was my great-grandmother's name. We always just called her Bobo and I don't know that I ever knew her name. Glad I went with that great-grandma name instead of Wilda. Poor Wilda never recovered after I let her bird Pepe out of his cage. If I decide the car needs a boy name, I'm going with Emerson, which was my great-grandfather's name (Wilda's husband). Coolest name ever! I'm still taking suggestions on a vanity plate for my car. So far, leading options have to do with Colorado (DNVRGRL) or me being a pharmacist (PHARM Z; DR ZAP), or something like that. Please help!
+++ Mary's naming the Seadoo "Phyllis" which I think is hysterical. Not really a grace for the day, but I thought it deserved a comment.
Okay, I have to go now so I can continue my nosocomial candidiasis research. I have to get a good chunk of it done before I work out this afternoon (right now exercise is scheduled for 3pm because Lara Croft: Tomb Raider is on TBS at that time, and I have to have good TV while I run). And I have to do laundry. Yuck!