Everyone, I need a swift kick in the butt, please. This nonsense has got to stop. I am having one of those moments where if I don't laugh, I am gonna cry. Why? Because today I finally feel like I've recovered from my last shift at work and I have to go to work again tonight. Whaaahh, I know. It's not so much that I am anticipating having to deal with death and dying. Although it is a very real possibility, it is an emergency room. Mostly, it's because how I felt on Monday morning is now sitting just below the surface. I've tried relaxation, meditating, and hitting the punching bag this afternoon. And now I am requesting one giant kick in the butt! No kind words of encouragement. No little pat on the rear with a "go get 'em tiger." How about something more like...Semper Fi, Do or Die. Suit up and show up. Quit whining and get your butt to work. Don't let it win. Lock it up. Get it gear. Or I will just settle for one kick----->in the rear. Or one with a bigger wind up, kick------------>in the rear. Don't be gentle folks. You can't hurt me, just your keyboard. Thanks, I feel better now that I have reached out for help. Chat with you later.