My sweet husband started a long month of working in the intensive care unit (or ICU) this week. The patients in the ICU are the sickest in the hospital and as such they require a tremendous amount of care and attention. For Dr. P that means getting to the hospital before 5 each morning, and staying there until 10 or 11 every night. It's a bummer. I honestly have no idea how he does it. I'm beat if I don't get 7-hours of sleep each night, and he's not even home for that long.

So what do I--as his wife--do to help him through these long days and too short nights? I ditch him of course and go play with my favorite baby sisters in the great state of Texas! I know, it sounds horrible. But I have his full support, and he has a week's worth of dinners in the fridge.