I dreamed my whole house was clean...

So this is our apartment starting in AMP and my's bedroom. Scandalous I know...

This is my countdown wall of shifts. Emily started one and then we all had to have one. AMP's is behind the curtains in our room on the window.

This is our blacked out window. Annamarie works at night, so, obviously, she sleeps during the day. She is seriously the closest thing to a real vampire there can be. If the sun is up, she is wearing sunglasses and cringes at sunlight and is so pale, you might think she is dead. Sometimes I think I should poke her with a stick, just to make sure she's not dead on her air matress...

This is our awesome bathroom. It's very clean. Or is it.... No really, it's pretty clean except for when 0ur clothes get left in there...

This is our awesome closet/second bedroom. Seriously, it's big enough to hold a bed. AMP is contemplating moving in... I didn't realize I'm that bad of a roommate....

Actually it's like we don't have a roommate at all because we work separate shifts, so when I'm asleep, she's awake and when she's asleep, I'm awake. It's kind of awesome. Here is my TV and BP and stuff... Exciting, I know.

My bed is the cot. AMP's is the air mattress. Mine gives hers an inferiority complex.

Yes, my nightstand is a pink bin that held my stuff...

Our awesome 150 dollar couches. Yeah, our apartment actually has furniture in it. The boys has some camp chairs. and a projector. It's what they call a man cave. If it makes you a man to not eat at a table, sit on camp chairs in your own living room, and not own any real dishes... well then I'm glad I'm no man....

This starts the view from where I sit on my day off...

Our table and chairs that Elizabeth found for us. They are very nice and awesome to eat food on... which is apparently what makes me a girl.

Our Kitchen. Kind of.

Our white board from the thrift store. AMP wrote a megacode up there and stuff... yeah we pretend to study...

Elizabeth and Emily's corner of the apartment. I only venture into their bathroom when I have to use it during the day while vAMPire is sleeping in our room...

Or 15 dollar tv that I'm pretty sure was paid with in coins.

Our fire place and rhythm strip wall. Whenever we have a good, weird rhythm, we try to bring it home. the long one is mine of bigeminal PVCs. the others are abnormal twelve leads. Emily had a really good one on a pt that was a PA who asked to look at it and then said crap. You didn't have to be a cardiologist to know that he was having quite the heart attack.

This is the cot in the Ambi. The orange thing is our kit filled with meds and IV stuff and the glucometer and all that jazz. The green bag is the airway bag. The other thing is the monitor (that I end up cleaning a lot because our basic is crazy and does not.... I don't like touching it without gloves on...)

And this is me on the way to an obstetrics call super excited to deliver a baby. It came in as "MY BABY'S HEAD IS COMING OUT!" so I eagerly put on my protective goggles and put the OB kit on the cot and waited patiently to get there... As we were walking in my medic said, "I hope this isn't real and it's actually a psych call.." I told him to take it back and that he would jinx it... And the little poo nanner did! We walk into the lobby we were called to and there is a lady in a hover round surrounded by managers that is clearly NOT in labor. She proceeded to tell us that she was 9 months pregnant and that her blood type changed and that she was myriad of famous people from Britany Spears to Annie... Good psych call... Crappy OB call...
Oh well. Hopefully I'll get to deliver one....

Ok well, good night and good luck suckers. Don't die, but if you do, don't forget to call 911.