Crazy Town

I can pretty much sum up the ER in three little words: chaos, carnage, and a whole lotta crazy. Clocking into work is sorta like stepping onto a high-speed train in a war zone. You go from zero to 60 as soon as you pass through that bulletproof glass, and you don't slow down for like 12 hours straight. By the time your shift is over, your head is spinning and you can hardly believe you made it out alive. Trust me, the ER is sooo not for sissies.

But even though I sometimes have to listen to hard-core gangsta rap just to mentally prepare myself before a shift (shut up -- it totally gets my adrenaline pumping), I'm realizing more and more that I'm pretty freaking good at my job. And not only that, but I'm loving every minute of it. What can I say? I guess I'm cut out for Crazy Town after all.

So as I find myself with less and less free time on my hands, this whole blog thing just doesn't seem to be working out for me anymore. Don't get me wrong -- it's been so much fun gushing and griping about my day-to-day ups and downs, and I've loved feeling connected to a cyber community. But I kinda feel like I'm starting a new chapter in my life, and unfortunately I gotta turn the page on this blog -- at least until things settle down for me a bit. So thank you for joining me on my little blog adventure, but for now it's coming to a close. Feel free to drop me a line here if you want, and wish me luck as I step back onto this crazy roller coaster ride!