Thursday, June 28, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Since i ve left the capital for Ólafsfjörður for the love of my Dr i feel so good. Oh Gosh.
If u read my post from yesterday, u can see that i kind of was having a bad day. Everyone got bad days.. even perfect DRSW. But as perfect entities we must face them with dignity and fearce. Just to sum up. I ve had a "get in the icelandic countryside" experience but this was not my fault: a lamb (probably sent by the devil ish icelandic nurses mafia) tried through itself my under car.... My car who ended up in the fence of the field near by.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Being a DRSW is an inside job.
It´s all about home based buisness.. the outside activities are just random consequencies.
Exemple: I am going to make the dishes after having prepared a perfect meal for my DR.. but there is no more washing product. Random event... i ve to outside to get some.
Nothing more to say today.
Monday, June 4, 2007
Now take me fx. I have now started in a job where I will learn good DRSW skills like doing biochemical tests and taking blood samples. Because then I am sure to be invited to go with my husband for Medicins sans Frontières to some strange country where I will have to poop in a hole in the ground... It may also give me the chance to share workplace with my DR later on, so we can meet for lunch and I can fight off the nurse(shark)s. But at what price?
I almost fainted during my first day of work because I am really against the idea of needles in the first place and blood has never really been my thing either, but...the things we do for love... And I am sure it will spawn long serious conversations about medical tests and stuff in the future.
Now if you will excuse me, I have to go paint my toenails.