I’ve written in the past about my white cloud. I try not to be superstitious, but I went through a long dry spell at work. Slow days, ‘no-hitters’, cancellations; It was nice for a while, then it was boring.
Recently my cloud has evaporated. I haven’t developed a black cloud yet, but I see sick people. Chest pain, respiratory, head bleeds, STEMIs, even a fair bit of trauma have all come my way. I’ve been able to do my job and feel like people need me. It’s been nice.
I don’t need a cloud, white or black. The blue skies are treating me very well.
Notes from Mosquito Hill 