My eyes...

So yesterday was Sunday, and the weekends tend to be a little slower at the hospital. But first let me start by saying that the morning began a little surreal for me, since the sun was actually coming up as I walked in to work. I think it might have been the first time I've seen the building I work in 40 hours a week in the quasi-daytime, since I'm always there by 6:30 am. That makes me happy, because these short days and less sunshine make my brain chemicals all wacky, and I don't like it.


Then, since it was super slow and I discharged two of my four patients, my charge nurse decided to send me home and let other nurses take over my two (super easy) patients. So I ended up leaving at like 5 in the afternoon, with the sun out, again. I normally don't leave until around 8, 8:30, and it's pitch dark.


So I'm driving home, forgetting that it was broad daylight, trying to figure out why my eyes hurt. What was going on? Why was it so hard to see without squinting? Why was the moon so bright out tonight?


Then, of course, I remembered. Sometimes I'm dumb.