The big Three Five

Well, I have officially made it past my 35th birthday. For some reason this one bothered me more than most. Maybe it's that I'm in a new demographic (no longer 25-34); maybe it's because I am no longer "really young to be a doctor"; maybe it's because I thought I'd have at least two children by now. In honor of my birthday, I worked the overnight shifts on thursday, friday and saturday, thereby ensuring that I wouldn't have to do anything special. However, Mike showed up in the ED on saturday night with flowers, godiva chocolates and a beautiful sapphire necklace. So incredibly sweet and unexpected! I promptly placed the flowers into a (clean) plastic urine bottle to make sure they didn't dry out. Very classy. That's how I roll. I slept away most of the day, since I didn't get home until 7:30am. Woke up, ate pizza and had more chocolate. All in all, a success. Of course, now, I can't sleep. I think it's old age.