Overreaction

OK. OK. So maybe I overreacted last night with Jurgen's comment. I suppose I can see that now. He thinks he is funny. We have a difference of opinion.
I am just feeling sorry for myself. I hate being sick. Fatigued, nauseated, unable to breathe. Sigh.
It didn't help that I went to work today hoping for an easy day with a great attending, and Fate did not deliver. My attending was still great - Love Dr. K. Stewart! However, the easy day ended just before noon when our anesthetic consisted of muscle relaxant and kind words. The guy was from ICU and firmly trying to die on us. The anesthetic was purely a rescusitation, not a true anesthetic. Exhausting, and emotionally draining. I did learn from the case (as I am trying to do with everything these days), so not a total loss. Krissie (my attending) then sent me home (bless her).
I talked to Jurgen. It is better. We are better.
I just need a vacation.