Brief work update:
New officemates: Not conspicuously insane. New nurse: Chatty, pleasant, shared pictures of her kids with me, told me, "We're pretty casual about when you clock in and out here, as long as you get your work done." New doc: Remembered my mention of Hec during the initial interview three years ago, and ran to Amazon to buy his book. New co-admin: Has a giant Stitch in hula drag on top of her monitor. New breakroom: Has a coffeepot.
Old doc: Completely distraught, guilted the clinic manager into letting him keep me until Friday, approved me for $800+ worth of overtime over the next 4-6 weeks.
I... I don't even know what to make of all this. The lack of constant heart-racing queasy anxiety is just so strange.