Sunrise, donuts.


Good morning Thursday!


Twelve hour shifts are messing with my eating.  I don’t have my regular cues to remind me when to eat/how much to eat and when to not eat.  And then there are always a lot of donuts on the floor which I always want to eat and I do end up eating.  Ugh.  And then I feel not so good afterwards.  I think part of it is because I feel useless on a very busy floor.  I barely know where the blood pressure cuffs.


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