Talk about adrenaline! I panicked and started throwing on the closest clinic-appropriate clothes I could find. I figured I could slap on deodorant, brush my teeth and hope for the best. Luckily, I remembered that my patient rep/receptionist was going to be in early that morning, so I started to call her to let her know I would be late but was on my way.
The phone rang twice before I finally realized that it's Sunday, and she probably didn't want to hear from me at 7:00 am. I hung up as quickly as I could and crawled back under the covers to hide from the world and my own stupidity.
Tomorrow it's for real. I'm not dreading it quite as much as I normally do, because the alarm is already set. I figure if I wake up and have time to shower and everything, it will be a great start to the week.