If It Weren't For My Dansksos, My Feet Would be Bleeding

I probably walked about 15,000 steps today. I visited 29 patients and their families over a ten-hour period. That may not sound like a lot to you, but given that I am supposed to have MEANINGFUL CONVERSATION with each of these patients, it is a lot. Trust me.

I clocked in at 10:30am and clocked out at 9:25 pm, so I guess I technically worked for eleven hours. Whatever. My feet hurt. My mind is numb. I'm going to bed. I'll iron James' clothes in the morning.

I do feel very satisfied and fulfilled, though. But mostly exhausted. And cold. Do you know it's really cold outside?

Night-night.