It had been three weeks since I had received a shift at the hospital. I didn't mind so much because I had been doing my last week of school and my student teaching during that whole time.

I've been working at the hospital all weekend. Everyone is telling me that I will work all summer. I hope so. They all say that I never say no so everyone will be banging at my door (or at least my telephone).

I'm working the same shift that I worked yesterday. I can either repair the mistakes I made yesterday or they will come around to bite me in the ass. But even if they do, I know how to handle it and the fact is that I can leave at the end of the night.