Last Wednesday I presented two mortalities and my clinical correlations case at conference, then ran out to the side of the hospital to catch the procurement car before it left. We drove down to Springfield to get ourselves a liver and drove straight from there to Central DuPage for another donor liver. By the time we got back it was 2 in the morning. The livers finished by around sunrise, then we had two scheduled kidney transplants. And I was on call that night, trying to make sure that nothing crazy happened. On Friday morning I stuck around long enough to ligate an AV fistula, then somehow made my way back home, some fifty-four hours after I'd last walked out.

On Saturday I attended Sarah Lee's wedding. I still can't believe one of my old youth group kids is married now. And I - well, I am no closer to getting married than I ever was.

I have been getting a few offers from random people at work to be set up with their friends. I reflexively turn them down, in no small part because I don't trust that they know what I'm looking for. Especially since I don't know what I'm looking for. But the offers seem to keep trickling in. I guess the scent of desperation isn't hard to pick up on.

I'm writing this early in the morning after another long call day/night. I had an appendectomy, a liver and kidney transplant, a second appendectomy, and of course, no sleep. Hopefully I can get home at a reasonable time and get some ABSITE cramming in today.

Yeah, so maybe I'm a bit married after all. Ol'-ball-and-chain, thy name is surgery.

Last Sunday Bum was visiting Bethel and we got a chance to talk briefly.

He: Hey, how are you?

Me: I'm ok.

He: It seems like I see your sister more often than I see you. She said you're doing great.

Me: Really? Great?

Really? I don't think "great" would be in the top ten things I would say if someone were to ask me how I was doing at any given time. Still, I guess I am doing, um, okay. Haha, I can't even get myself to write it. Well, maybe this will be a great year. Maybe last year was a great year. Maybe I should be more optimistic. Maybe I just need to be more thankful.

It all sounds pretty great to me.