I think I have met some DSM criteria for work-a-holic. I've had 2 days off in the past month, today I started early and just finished. I got to the point tonight where I needed to make phone calls and it was socially just too late to keep calling patients with results.
My candle is burnt. Both ends fried. But tomorrow starts a weird little time for me. I have no scheduled extra call or shifts for the next month and my surgery schedule is halved. The calendar is somewhat cleared for some possible upcoming sick days - paved for the IVF. I've been picking up so many extra shifts for so long to try to save for it all that I have forgotten what life was like-- Before I felt like I needed to earn all I could.
I may not know what to do with myself. I'm not sure if I will know how to relax. I never thought I would have this problem - but then again I've found myself in a lot of "never thought that I ..." situations with this whole baby-making process.