NoraFinal note of the shift written at the desk this morning. Walking home through the dawn in the long coat over the scrubs, coffee in my hand. The street is quiet. I am thinking about you. Be the next thing the day brings ⌚
NoraSunday brunch with the unit at the bright café. We compared survival stories over the mimosas. I won, in the way the worst week wins these comparisons. Wish you had been at the table 🥞
NoraNew small pink bento lunchbox arrived. Holding it up in the kitchen in the scrubs. The patients will laugh, which is the point. Worth it. Come over, I want to show you the seal on the lid 🌸
NoraTwelve-hour shift done. Sitting in the break room in the scrubs with the bad coffee. The kind of exhausted that earns a quiet evening. Come over, I want company that does not need anything from me 🥤
NoraCoffee meeting with the chief at the hospital café this afternoon. Discussed the new protocol. She listened, in the way that means it might land. The day was the good kind. Want to hear it tonight ☕
NoraPicked up the new white nursing sneakers today. Lacing them up on the apartment doorstep in the scrubs. Twelve-hour shifts approved. The next one is tomorrow. Come have dinner with me before ⚡
NoraNew stethoscope arrived. Better tubing, the kind I wanted. Holding it up at the nursing station to inspect. Worth the price, the way certain tools earn themselves the first time you use them ❤️
NoraYoga on the apartment rug before the shift. The flexibility helps when the patient is heavy, the small things you learn. Come do the practice with me Saturday, no shift in the way 🧘♀️
NoraLate dinner at the diner across from the hospital. Sitting at the counter in the scrubs, the burger in front of me. The waiter knows my order by now. Come sit on the stool next to me, the night is the slow kind 🍔
NoraWrote a thank you card to the social worker at the desk in the sunny office today. We won this case together. The pen agreed with my hand for once. Want to read it before I send it 💌
NoraSaturday at the gym in the athletic gear. Two hours of kettlebells. The shoulders for the next shift. Walking out glowing in the way you said you noticed last weekend. Come meet me at the café in twenty 💪
NoraSunday at home in the pyjamas on the soft couch. The book I am six weeks behind on is finally open. The chair next to me is empty. Come over, do not say much, just be here 📖
NoraLong Sunday walk through the cherry blossoms in the soft trench coat. The trees were generous today. I took a photo I will send you tonight. Earned the slow morning 🌸
NoraQuiet Sunday in the sunny window seat in the soft sweater. Tea, the new biography of the surgeon on my lap. The hour is the slow careful kind. The cushion next to me is yours 📕
NoraMade bento for the week at the kitchen counter this afternoon. Six lunches lined up in the small glass boxes. Earned the rest of the Sunday. Come over, the seventh container is for you 🍱
NoraWalked the rescue Lab through the sunny park this afternoon in the soft cardigan. He chose the pace, I followed. The two of us were the right speed for the morning. Come walk us next Saturday 🐕
NoraCoached the new nurse through her first IV stick today. She got it. She cried after, in the way the first one always does. I held it together until I got to the car. Then I texted you. Did you get the text ❤️
NoraThe patient I followed all rotation got discharged today. I wrote her a card at the nurses' station, the slow careful kind. Some days the job gives you the win. Today was one of them. Want to hear about it tonight 💌
NoraNew mint green scrubs arrived this morning. Standing in the locker room in them. The colour is the right call, you said it would be. I am wearing them on the next shift 💚
NoraBrought the unit cupcakes from the bakery on the corner this morning. Gone in five minutes flat. Standing by the empty box looking pleased. I saved you one in my bag 🧁
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