Oh what a night... MARE!

I had a horrible dream last night. I dreamt that I was really really late for my day on call. In my dream, I got up an hour late, and I getting ready to go to work, but everything kept getting delayed. I almost headed out the door and I realized I wasn't wearing scrubs and hadn't taken a shower. I put some scrubs on, took a shower, and finally got to my car and was driving and realized I left my pager at home. For some reason I was driving to the MARTA station (ATL's version of the light rail), and then I realized I was driving to the wrong station. So all these things kept happening and eventually it became 11:30 in the morning and I still hadn't gotten to the hospital. Five seconds later it was somehow 12:30 pm, and I got a page from the ER attending (even though i'm not in the ER this month... my mind is a lil nuts as you can already tell). So then i decide to fake sickness. I'm in general, a pretty good actressso I told the attending that I had been vomiting up blood and that's why I didn't make it in this morning.

In retrospect, I think it would be mildly amusing if I had said that I started 2 large bore IV's in m yself, but oh well I can't always be witty during nightmares. Anyhoo, the attending was super nice and said they would contact the backup intern on call. The weird thing was that when I was talking to the attending, I was at my temple (God knows why... pun intended) and there was a TON of noise in the background and I was worried that I would be caught. Finally, the attending got back to me later and said they caught an intern who had only worked 40 hours this week to cover for me. The attending said this intern had been lying about his hours, and so it was only fair for him to cover for me since I was sick.

That was my nightmare. Maybe it doesn't sound that bad, but I felt so anxious and worried and really paranoid that somewhere, somehow a patient was dying because of my inability to make it to work on time. This dream has definitely been mirroring my feelings after I come home from work... sometimes I worry that I forgot to do something crucial for one of my patients...

Sometime after my nightmare ended, I woke up to my alarm, took a few sighs of relief, and jumped into the shower for a clean, superlicious call day. I made it on time to work, thank god. I'm thinking about signing up for some yoga classes to try and calm my mind down.