I am breathing a slow, deep sigh of relief that I am home.
I love my husband.
I love my bed.
I love my dog.
I love my couch.
I love my house.
I was so ready to leave yesterday. Overall, I'd say it was a good experience, and I did get a good number of deliveries. But I realized something important. As much as I love delivering babies, doing it all the time makes me a little crazy. So bring on some diabetes, some hypertension, some well child checks. Bring on pneumonia, uri, suturing, and even back pain.
I'm ready to get back to family medicine.
(But not before we spend 2 whole weeks in California!)