While I was driving today, I had a really hard time finding any music appealing.
It was the same crap on every single station. Nickelback, Fergie, Simple Plan, etc....
I finally settled on one of the two University stations that we have in our city. They play a lot of independent artists, and a lot of good music, but they don't announce what the band is called, or what the song is entitled. There is nothing more frustrating than hearing an awesome song on the radio, then not knowing who sings it.
When I drive, I like to play "air drums" on the steering wheel. I used to stop when people looked a t me, but now I just look away and channel Neil Peart anyway. Of course, I don't do this with Ali and Butterbean in the car - for safety reasons. That, and Ali would probably laugh at me.
I find that I only really crave coffee when I'm working. I think it's a comfort thing, allowing myself that break to walk down to the cafeteria, and grab a hot cup of Tim Horton's.
Speaking of coffee, I have this elderly patient at work. He was telling me about a great little coffee house with comfy couches, and entertainment, which is actually only a few blocks from our house. While I was joking around with him and his wife, I said that I'd be looking for them when I finally go there.
Each day, as I see him walking down the hallway, I think that I would really like to hang out with him and his family for a while. I normally don't want to see patients outside of the hospital, but this guy reminds me of my Grandpa.
I guess this, coupled with the fact the I only see all of my patients at their very worst, makes me hope that this guy can make a good recovery.
I noticed how excited I was when I was attending physiotherapy for my back. It was at the rehab hospital, and while I was there, I saw a lot of former patients. The only exception was that they were smiling, laughing, and walking. I can make my patients laugh and talk, but it's something to see them making progress after horrific accidents/injuries.