So Ryan went and made a liar out of me.
As of right now, he's still critical but hanging in. They're trying a few new things with him.
He isn't well. I'm not sure he ever will be, but he's better than he was.
I will see him when I go home.
On a lighter note, yes, I AM GOING HOME!!!!
Friday, to be exact. I'm mostly packed now except for actually zipping up the suitcases. And yes, I did say "suitcases" plural. How else could I pack for an entire month? My underwear alone takes up one whole weekend-size bag. The shoes alone require their own large duffel!
but I'm sad to be leaving this rotation that I have enjoyed so much. Psychiatry has been so fascinating to me, I am really torn on where I want to go with my life now.
But one thing I am not torn on.....that I want Roger to be a part of it for-ev-er.
giggle snort
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