A few seconds later the nurse handed the phone off to someone else, “Hey! This is Dr. B------. Are you rounding with us this morning? We’re starting.”
My deep sigh may have been what keyed him in, “You’re not rounding this morning?”
“J----,” I began carefully, “Do you remember yesterday when I told you that I was starting my vacation time today?”
This time it was his turn to pause, and pause he did. I was beginning to wonder if he had turned into stone.
“It’s okay,” I eventually let him off the hook, “I’ll see you later." (I swear this was not a threat).
“Umm, okay,” he stuttered through his response, “Sorry.”
“It’s okay, really,” I assured him with a chuckle, “Just, please, don’t do it tomorrow.” I hung up and tried to go back to sleep. I could not.
But every gray cloud has its silver lining (or so they say), and this is mine: I watched most of an episode of BeyBlade and a Season 1 Digimon. It was nice. I had forgotten why I used to enjoy those shows so much.
Now if it was nice enough to make up for being awoken hours before I intended: of that I am not sure, but it did soften the blow (somewhat, anyway). :p
This time tomorrow, however, I had damned well better be asleep. :)