me? a night owl?

I am finding it very hard to believe that I have a measly 2 hours and a few minutes left of my first ever night shift. I'm not even that tired! A little groggy maybe, kind of quiet, but definitely able to keep my eyes open and my senses about me. My eyes aren't even looking the slightest bit ptotic! I'm happy that this whole night shift thing doesn't seem as bad as I had once imagined.

Oh. And the best part? I haven't even had any coffee! Wha-a-a-a??? Yep, I've become some sort of weird super nurse who stays awake just from the sheer thought of being needed by sad cancer patients. Who knew?