The only thing keeping me upright today is adrenaline. My night’s waking hours were hardly broken by sleep. And the morning’s pace does not slow. I transfer a sick patient to Thunder Bay. I vow that this will be the last work day until my year is over. That is, unless I end up going overseas. (I have completed 4 1/2 weeks of work out of the maximum 5 1/2 as planned, see blog entry September 1).
The big bike cruises by. The appearance of the big bike, the holiday train, a powwow, the bass fishing boat parade are big events. In Toronto, these events would hardly cause a stir--sadly so, I think. Toronto life involves bombardment of the senses--sights, sounds, tastes--all thoroughly enjoyable. Yet, I can appreciate the simpler paced life in Atikokan.
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