The lyrics were, "the demon inside", but I heard "the edema inside." This morning, I dreamt that a patient had impossibly low glucose, and I freaked out when I discovered that she didn't get a rescue D50W dose. Am I missing last month's rotation? Would be a GOOD thing. In class, I impressed the professor with my knowledge of hyponatremia. Unfortunately, I got super awkward when she smiled at me at the end of class. She's a big shot, and attention from the mighty frightens me. Like suddenly having Sauron's eyes upon you. Please, I am but a lowly hobbit!!