Hi Everyone....<br /><br />Getting here in the afternoon ( and on work time ).  It&#39;s been a quiet day at CASARC.  Elaine and I even took a long lunch.  We went to a wonderful place not too far from the hospital ( we&#39;re in the Mission District - so named because of Mission Dolores, one of the original CA mission founded by Father Junipero Serra -<br />and, of course, there are hundreds of Hispanic restaurants of all kinds ) for lunch - Esperpento.  They have a fabulous grilled seafood platter and a grilled vegetable platter and we always order both.  It&#39;s drizzled with<br />wonderful Spanish olive oil and we try to tell ourselves that it doesn&#39;t have too many calories.  Of course,<br />the seafood is on a bed of rice - sort of like paella and both are redolent of garlic and herbs.  Yummy.<br /><br />I didn&#39;t get to work early today so I had to park in the regular lot with the methadone patients.  I laughed about the bubble wrap comment...that&#39;s exactly how I feel.  I glare at people next to me when they get out<br />of their cars....I know the anxiety will wear off.  I give it a week.  I&#39;m on six shifts this weekend so I know the SFGH parking lot is even riskier.  I went in on a case once there and came out to find a long scratch on my old van.  It looked as though someone had taken a key and deliberately scaped it down the entire length of the van.  I have a handicapped placard but I am almost thinking about parking in the ER parking lot off in a corner by myself...except that, if I have to come in at 2AM, that isn&#39;t the best idea.<br /><br />Whoops, the phone is ring...let me dust it off and see if someone actually needs my help.<br /><br />Ta ta...<br /><br />Carmen