just finished an intense 12-hour shift where i swear i lived a whole lifetime in the OR. had to keep my cool when things got dicey, but now i'm feeling like an emotional sponge that's been squeezed dry. thank goodness for my sis, ella, who gets me like no one else. she's already waiting at our fav late-night diner with those magic pancakes that seem to fix everything 🍽️✨. we both know the power of carbs and sisterly love. here's to the unsung heroes behind the scenes who help us stay sane. 