We made it!

By "we" really I mean myself. Trauma surgery is OVER! This is Shawn's last day and I couldn't be happier. If i knew how to do a back flip I would do them all the way down the street! He finally has the weekend off which means I'll get to see him for more than 1 1/2 hrs a day. Honestly it could have been worse and what's important is Shawn loved it. (he's crazy I know) So the worst part of third year is hopefully over although I'm not taking bets on that. From what Shawn has heard general surgery is a walk in the park compared to trauma, lets hope so. I was quite literally on the verge of a mental breakdown several times this month due to the fact I've been trapped here without a car. I'd also really like to thank one of Shawn's friends for offering to drive him to school everyday! Thanks to him Shawn will come home to a happy and mentally balanced wife. (most of the time)