So, I'm getting the hang of this whole doctor gig. I've got a spring in my step...my step which is accompanied by my friggin' awesome doctor shoes. My swagger makes my cute little pink stethoscope swing. I'm so important that I don't even have time to brush my hair in the morning. I was walking my awesome self out of the hospital tonight when.....when..... oh dear....my friggin' awesome doctor shoes hit some black sidewalk ice. And in a moment of complete and utter humiliation my swagger became a splat.
And I was kidding about having the hang of things.....don't get sick when I'm on the job :)
Oh, and I'm SO not important. I don't brush my hair in the morning because I'm lazy....when most of your patients are unconscious it's hard to find the motivation.
This Saturday’s Recipes by The Pioneer Woman
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