Lovely days

I know I post about how rotten my life is a lot, so to try and even it out a bit, here is the good side. (please note all names are fictional)
I had two really great days. The first, a "big case" on a premie that was now barely term for a huge laparotomy. The surgeon, Dr. Grumpy, was surprisingly well behaved and in a great mood. He even told me that he had no doubt that I would pass my exams. What a complimet! The staff Anesthesiologist, Dr. Gruff-and-do-it-all, also well behaved and in a good mood. He left me alone for the greater part of the day, which was just fine with me. Our lines went in well, everyone was pleasant, and what could have been scary and awful, was just fine.
Today I worked with Dr. Mentor, who is always a joy. I really respect her - as a colleague, a staff person, a mentor, and a friend. She worked hard to get where she is, and she does not hesitate to help others along the same road. She has really helped me in these last 4 years. Letting me know that all of what I am feeling is normal, that I am not alone, and that yes, I can do it. She let me do everything (despite us having another premie who is just barely term), gave helpful hints, and gave me some great questions to think about.
Then the nurses. Nurses really can make or break your day, and the nurses I worked with (whom were pretty much the same both days) were great! We all laughed and joked, and things were smooth.
This is what Jurgen talks about.... Maybe I do still like my job.