It's not over yet.

[rivulet027]

This weekend I have been scratched, punched, slapped, choked, pinched, poked and grabbed. I was almost bitten more than once. I have been the one to have chocolate when either a co-worker or resident needed it. I have been the telephone dialer, the human remote control, the human watch, the shoulder to cry on, the one gone to for reasurances and the one yelled at. I have been insulted and paised. I have scrambled to get everything done. I am sore not just from yesterday, but also the work I did today.

Have I mentioned that I love my job?