Dawn patrol

Alarm went off at 5:15 and my first coherent thought was wondering if it’s possible to IV drip coffee directly into my bloodstream. Three weeks of these early shifts and I’m still not sure my brain fully boots up until at least 6am.

Dawn patrol

Jake keeps telling me I look ‘effortlessly put together’ even when I feel like a zombie, which is sweet but also makes me question his eyesight. Pretty sure ‘effortless’ is just code for ‘too tired to try harder.’ The messy bun isn’t a style choice, it’s a survival strategy.

At least the coffee’s strong today. Small victories.

Sneakers on, game face almost ready.

Off to convince people I’m a competent healthcare professional when I can barely convince myself I’m a competent human being before 7am.