Echo Kardio Grahm

I've had the worst luck working in the E.R as of late. I was paged down to the E.R on a consult only to have the patient refuse care because he wanted an American doctor and he continued to ignore my questions and when I approached him for the exam he started kicking and swinging, knocking over the tools and shouting on the top of his lungs. After Mark and Carter got him in restraints I turned and said, "Fine, have it your way, bleed to death" and walked out of the exam room. Upon later exam he didn't need surgery and the entire consult was nothing but a humiliation trip.

Robert and I didn't get our certification results today, hopefully tomorrow. I'm realistically at a point where I just want to know either way. Rachel called Surgery today to ask if I'd come to their class tomorrow to talk to the students about Surgeon's life. Long story short, I've got to be at the school at 11am. That's really the only time I've got between surgeries, hopefully that will go well.

Reilly is still sick, no longer congested or coughing but now spitting up most of his formula and still favoring an on again off again fever. My mum was holding him and kept moving about rapidly which caused him to spit up all over her. Ella has been incredibly good with him, today she sat in the living room with him while he was in his swing she was telling him about the weebles and talking him through invader zim. She kept waking him up to tell him about the show.

Robert left last night for a conference in Las Vegas, this leaves Shirley and I to debate the surgical boards. I got all of our research programs sorted and had time to get notes and prepare for Rachel's class lecture.