Sleep, glorious sleep. 

That was all Cuddy could think when she finally sank into her mattress. It had been a mammoth day - not only had she been busy keeping the latest round of wide-eyed med students out of the way, she'd had to cram in a power lunch with an investor, a board meeting, and three extensive consults that she couldn't brush off onto anyone because her resident endocrinologist was out at a conference.

She had gotten home late, and hadn't even bothered to shower. Aching pains ran up her legs, protesting at the lack of a hot shower, but she rolled over and ignored them, drifting off into a deep sleep.

Current Mood: exhausted