Tyra would be proud
Tuesday, 28 April 2009
Saturday, 28 March 2009
Thursday, 19 March 2009
Ottowa Senators 4 - Buffalo Sabres 2
Giving the best of British Luck to the Sen(ator)s on Saint "Patty"s Day.
Monday, 16 March 2009
Saturday, 7 March 2009
Eurovision is coming
Eurovision 2009 is coming and so clearly I'm started to get a little too excited. This year, the contest is taking place in Moscow, Russia, and there will be 42 countries taking part in 2 semi-finals, with the best 20 joining Frace, Spain, Germany, the UK and hosts Russia in the Final.
The wonder of YouTube means freaks like me can preview the songs in advance, and so here are some of my "favourites"... I'm using that term loosely to describe both songs I actually like as well as ones that are just plain awful.
So here they are... The Good, The Bad, The Ugly and... well just the plain Gay...
Finland/Suomi
Waldo's People: Lose Control
Official video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoYAPyBAo9U
Live:
I really like this song and love how Finland always enter a song that that would be popular in Finland.
VERDICT: Good
Bulgaria/България
Krassimir Avramov: Illusion
Here is a prime example of a singer who completely and utterly goes for it just that little bit too much.
VERDICT: Ugly
Norway/Norge
Alexander Ryback: Fairytale
I don't want to like this but it's a bit of a grower and he's a little bit cute.
VERDICT: Good
Slovenia/Slovenija
Quartissimo feat. Martina: Love Symphony
I'm loving all this OTT singing going on, but she keeps you waiting doesn't she? They guys playing violins also really need to either be fitter or do something vaguely interesting, given that instruments aren't actually live at Eurovision. I was waiting for them to rip their suits off revealing sequins or do some acrobatics, but no. They just jig about. A bit. Needs work boys!
VERDICT: Ugly.
Spain/España
Soraya: La noche es para mi
This is my favourite song, and it's one of the favourites to win. I like how she keeps doing Tyra Banks style poses in all her close ups, as well as how much grease seems to be in the hair of her backing dancers.
VERDICT: Good
Albania/Shqipërisë
Kejsi Tola: Carry me in your dreams
This is the most unbeliveably crap video you have ever seen, look out for her jogging-style dancing in front of the bluescreen! Plus her entirely bored face throughout. I think she really wants to win.
VERDICT: Bad Bad Bad
Greece/Ελλάδα
Sakis Rouva: This is our night
Sakis is a Greek heartthrob, and has both sang at and presented Eurovision in the last 5 years so might do pretty well. But there's something a little odd about a 30-something year old belting out disco numbers... hence...
VERDICT: Gay
Montenegro/Crna Gora
Andrea Demirovic: Just get out of my life
This song is the musical version of a gay break-up, all mock drama with ridiculous lyrics to a dance beat. It's also my clear winner for best (i.e. most sexually suggestive lyrics) with:
"Just get out of my, out of my, out of my head;
Just get out of my, out of my, out of my bed"
VERDICT: (most definitely) Gay
Cyprus/Κύπρος
Christina Metaxa: Firefly
Nice song, let's see if she can work on those tuning issues (i.e. a lot)
VERDICT: Ugly
Sweden/Sverige
Marlena Ernman: La Voix
What is it with the blinking violins this year? Russia had one in their winning entry last year so Slovenia, Norway, Estonia and now Sweden are following suit in glorious disbelief that Europe loves violins. Let's see shall we. Anyway, Sweden, who normally churn out some fabulous Europop have left me a little confused this year. It's opera with a disco beat. WTF?
VERDICT: Good? Bad? I'm undecided.
Azerbaijan/Azərbaycan
AySel & Arash: Always
All things considered, Azerbaijan aren't that bad and this song does get in your head. There's a little too much wailing at the end and the guy could lay of the sleaze but I bet this will make the final.
VERDICT: Good. Ish.
Malta
Chiara: What if we
This is Chiara's zillionth attempt at Eurovision and she still hasn't lost any weight, you'd think the stress might have some effect. Perhaps she just needs some better make-up. In any case, I like the particularly imaginative video concept: Just. Standing. In. Front. Of. A. Microphone.
VERDICT: U.G.L.Y.
Netherlands/Nederland
The Toppers: Shine
Sounds a bit like Katrina in the Waves, so maybe this will do well, given that it's all about "loving the one we hate" and "letting the darkness fade away". Loving the return of the hand-torch though, as debuted by Slovenia a year back. Great lyrics include "...love will make us glow in the dark".
VERDICT: Gay
Hungary/Magyarország
Zoli Ádok: Dance With Me
This came third in the Hungarian national selection, but the first and second place withdrew for some spurious reason, leading to this hidden gem of camp-ness featuring the lyrics "disco fantasy" and sailor costumes. F. A. B.
VERDICT: Gay = Good
And lastly, but not least, our own, home-grown entry. It's certainly no Scooch (I'll leave it up to you to decide if that's a good thing or not)
United Kingdom
Jade Ewen: My Time
This is very Andrew Lloyd Webber (funny that... given he wrote it) and you can't deny that she belts it out pretty well. Whether I actually love it is another question, but I think I like it. Maybe a Top 10 finish this year after all?
VERDICT: Good (surprisingly)
Well, that is all for now. I may well add in some more gems as they come through. And for those of you in the know, keep May 16th free, I might well be doing something...!
The wonder of YouTube means freaks like me can preview the songs in advance, and so here are some of my "favourites"... I'm using that term loosely to describe both songs I actually like as well as ones that are just plain awful.
So here they are... The Good, The Bad, The Ugly and... well just the plain Gay...
Finland/Suomi
Waldo's People: Lose Control
Official video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoYAPyBAo9U
Live:
I really like this song and love how Finland always enter a song that that would be popular in Finland.
VERDICT: Good
Bulgaria/България
Krassimir Avramov: Illusion
Here is a prime example of a singer who completely and utterly goes for it just that little bit too much.
VERDICT: Ugly
Norway/Norge
Alexander Ryback: Fairytale
I don't want to like this but it's a bit of a grower and he's a little bit cute.
VERDICT: Good
Slovenia/Slovenija
Quartissimo feat. Martina: Love Symphony
I'm loving all this OTT singing going on, but she keeps you waiting doesn't she? They guys playing violins also really need to either be fitter or do something vaguely interesting, given that instruments aren't actually live at Eurovision. I was waiting for them to rip their suits off revealing sequins or do some acrobatics, but no. They just jig about. A bit. Needs work boys!
VERDICT: Ugly.
Spain/España
Soraya: La noche es para mi
This is my favourite song, and it's one of the favourites to win. I like how she keeps doing Tyra Banks style poses in all her close ups, as well as how much grease seems to be in the hair of her backing dancers.
VERDICT: Good
Albania/Shqipërisë
Kejsi Tola: Carry me in your dreams
This is the most unbeliveably crap video you have ever seen, look out for her jogging-style dancing in front of the bluescreen! Plus her entirely bored face throughout. I think she really wants to win.
VERDICT: Bad Bad Bad
Greece/Ελλάδα
Sakis Rouva: This is our night
Sakis is a Greek heartthrob, and has both sang at and presented Eurovision in the last 5 years so might do pretty well. But there's something a little odd about a 30-something year old belting out disco numbers... hence...
VERDICT: Gay
Montenegro/Crna Gora
Andrea Demirovic: Just get out of my life
This song is the musical version of a gay break-up, all mock drama with ridiculous lyrics to a dance beat. It's also my clear winner for best (i.e. most sexually suggestive lyrics) with:
"Just get out of my, out of my, out of my head;
Just get out of my, out of my, out of my bed"
VERDICT: (most definitely) Gay
Cyprus/Κύπρος
Christina Metaxa: Firefly
Nice song, let's see if she can work on those tuning issues (i.e. a lot)
VERDICT: Ugly
Sweden/Sverige
Marlena Ernman: La Voix
What is it with the blinking violins this year? Russia had one in their winning entry last year so Slovenia, Norway, Estonia and now Sweden are following suit in glorious disbelief that Europe loves violins. Let's see shall we. Anyway, Sweden, who normally churn out some fabulous Europop have left me a little confused this year. It's opera with a disco beat. WTF?
VERDICT: Good? Bad? I'm undecided.
Azerbaijan/Azərbaycan
AySel & Arash: Always
All things considered, Azerbaijan aren't that bad and this song does get in your head. There's a little too much wailing at the end and the guy could lay of the sleaze but I bet this will make the final.
VERDICT: Good. Ish.
Malta
Chiara: What if we
This is Chiara's zillionth attempt at Eurovision and she still hasn't lost any weight, you'd think the stress might have some effect. Perhaps she just needs some better make-up. In any case, I like the particularly imaginative video concept: Just. Standing. In. Front. Of. A. Microphone.
VERDICT: U.G.L.Y.
Netherlands/Nederland
The Toppers: Shine
Sounds a bit like Katrina in the Waves, so maybe this will do well, given that it's all about "loving the one we hate" and "letting the darkness fade away". Loving the return of the hand-torch though, as debuted by Slovenia a year back. Great lyrics include "...love will make us glow in the dark".
VERDICT: Gay
Hungary/Magyarország
Zoli Ádok: Dance With Me
This came third in the Hungarian national selection, but the first and second place withdrew for some spurious reason, leading to this hidden gem of camp-ness featuring the lyrics "disco fantasy" and sailor costumes. F. A. B.
VERDICT: Gay = Good
And lastly, but not least, our own, home-grown entry. It's certainly no Scooch (I'll leave it up to you to decide if that's a good thing or not)
United Kingdom
Jade Ewen: My Time
This is very Andrew Lloyd Webber (funny that... given he wrote it) and you can't deny that she belts it out pretty well. Whether I actually love it is another question, but I think I like it. Maybe a Top 10 finish this year after all?
VERDICT: Good (surprisingly)
Well, that is all for now. I may well add in some more gems as they come through. And for those of you in the know, keep May 16th free, I might well be doing something...!
This weekend, i will be mostly...
My season one of 30 Rock arrived this morning so my bad mood from a shitty week now seems long gone!
Wednesday, 4 March 2009
Resisting the Twitterers
As much as I love Philip Schofield, I'm not sure I want my life reduced to one sentence soundbites, like one big continual Facebook update.
I like to think I'm more interesting than that... or is it more that I just talk too much and wouldn't be able to say all I want to say in one little sentence... I won't let you answer that one.
But given that I've had my Sony Ericcson phone for nearly 9 months, I think it's time to make beter use of it and its multiciplous features, so I've now linked my "mobile blog" (no, me neither) to this one, which essentially means I'm now going to upload photos direct from my phone.
They say a picture says a thousand words, so this is my way of showing you what I'm doing, rather than trying to say it.
Ta.
I like to think I'm more interesting than that... or is it more that I just talk too much and wouldn't be able to say all I want to say in one little sentence... I won't let you answer that one.
But given that I've had my Sony Ericcson phone for nearly 9 months, I think it's time to make beter use of it and its multiciplous features, so I've now linked my "mobile blog" (no, me neither) to this one, which essentially means I'm now going to upload photos direct from my phone.
They say a picture says a thousand words, so this is my way of showing you what I'm doing, rather than trying to say it.
Ta.
Sunday, 15 February 2009
A day in the life of an (unwilling) surgical house officer
0555h
Alarm goes off. Snooze button depressed
0602h
Crawl out of bed and into shower. Realise have forgotten towel.
0610h
Realise need a shave. Cannot be bothered.
0615h
Select least creased-looking shirt.
0620h
"Breakfast" - at this hour, a glass of water, some tablets and half a piece of toast.
0640h
This being winter, gloves, hat and scarf on ready for the car.
0645h
iPod in, Morning playlist on.
0700h
Hello M61. Mentally remind self for the zillionth time not to follow sign saying "Bolton" in order to get to Bolton Hospital.
0710h
Park up.
0720h
Say "morning" to the night nurses (deliberately leaving out the 'good'")
0730h
Print off lists and test results and find out what bits are missing. Have a minor panic, but remember that I don't care so wander over to F6 to begin the Power-Clerking.
0755h
Still waiting for patients to arrive, but need to go as post-take. Weigh up which consultant getting angry first before remembering I supposedly here for patients, so pace off to F3.
0800h
Night house officer looks fed up. See the on-take list and realise why. Grab some radiology cards, spare history sheets and try to remember where I left all that boyish enthusiasm.
0820h
Breathe out. Have seen 15 patients in almost as many minutes and now struggle to avoid all distractions in order to note down all the jobs.
0830h
Arrive at radiology in order to attempt to get 10 ultrasounds done in 2 slots. Get bleeped 3 times by various wards asking why the jobs I just found out about haven't been done yet.
0900h
Ward round of current patients. Realise no-one has blood forms done and so attempt to dissuade registrar from ordering any more tests to avoid more work.
0930h
"Doctor, can you come and put a cannula in this patient?" Arrive to find patient is not mine.
1000-1230h
Work from bleep to bleep, incredibly inefficiently, but unavoidable unless I throw the bloody bleep out the window. Swear at nurses. Apologise to nurses. Re-explain things to patients. Take bloods.
1230h
Remind self this is lunchtime.
1400h
Realise canteen has now closed.
1401h
Get bleeped by registrar immediately after opening flapjack/Mars bar/crisps/generic fat-snack to do another ward round. Spend ward round apologising for not having done all jobs.
1445h
Arrive on F5 and cup of tea (strong, 1 sugar, drop of milk) and banter from ward clerk. Smile, laugh...then remember where I am and head off to make nonsensical referrals, check bloods and rewrite TTOs because the ones I wrote when I had time have got lost.
1530h
Get bleeped whilst sat by a phone. Immediately call back. Phone engaged. Call again. Rings, but no answer. Call other number for that ward. Get through to ward clerk. "No-one's bleeped you love!"
1535h
Get bleeped from same ward. Go through whole process again. This time get through to early shift nurse who wants me to write up fluid for a patient. Tell her I did it this morning. Nurse apologises.
1540h
Get bleeped from same ward by late shift nurse about the same fluid chart. Am less polite this time around.
1600h
Start checking bloods. realise loads haven't been done. Head off to redo them all.
1630h
Get bleeped by the SHo to ask if there's anything he can do now he's out of clinic. Say you're done and just updating the list.
1631h
Start updating the patient list. Get bleeped about an ill patient.
1700h
Get back from ill patient and redo list because forgot to save it before.
1715h
Get bleeped by the reg to handover patients.
1800h
Think about going home, but instead start printing off tomorrow's elective patient list and preparing the print-outs.
1830h
See every other house officer still at work and have group lament about how crap our jobs/lives/colleagues/sense of personal worth is/are.
1845h
Get in car and head home.
1930h
Sit and talk to housemate for one hour about how much we hate our jobs.
2100h
Refuse to give into tiredness and stay up watching some crap on telly.
2130h
Give in and get into bed.
2230h
Still awake thinking about tomorrow's jobs.
2300h
Watch some more crap TV.
0000h
Finally get off to sleep.
Alarm goes off. Snooze button depressed
0602h
Crawl out of bed and into shower. Realise have forgotten towel.
0610h
Realise need a shave. Cannot be bothered.
0615h
Select least creased-looking shirt.
0620h
"Breakfast" - at this hour, a glass of water, some tablets and half a piece of toast.
0640h
This being winter, gloves, hat and scarf on ready for the car.
0645h
iPod in, Morning playlist on.
0700h
Hello M61. Mentally remind self for the zillionth time not to follow sign saying "Bolton" in order to get to Bolton Hospital.
0710h
Park up.
0720h
Say "morning" to the night nurses (deliberately leaving out the 'good'")
0730h
Print off lists and test results and find out what bits are missing. Have a minor panic, but remember that I don't care so wander over to F6 to begin the Power-Clerking.
0755h
Still waiting for patients to arrive, but need to go as post-take. Weigh up which consultant getting angry first before remembering I supposedly here for patients, so pace off to F3.
0800h
Night house officer looks fed up. See the on-take list and realise why. Grab some radiology cards, spare history sheets and try to remember where I left all that boyish enthusiasm.
0820h
Breathe out. Have seen 15 patients in almost as many minutes and now struggle to avoid all distractions in order to note down all the jobs.
0830h
Arrive at radiology in order to attempt to get 10 ultrasounds done in 2 slots. Get bleeped 3 times by various wards asking why the jobs I just found out about haven't been done yet.
0900h
Ward round of current patients. Realise no-one has blood forms done and so attempt to dissuade registrar from ordering any more tests to avoid more work.
0930h
"Doctor, can you come and put a cannula in this patient?" Arrive to find patient is not mine.
1000-1230h
Work from bleep to bleep, incredibly inefficiently, but unavoidable unless I throw the bloody bleep out the window. Swear at nurses. Apologise to nurses. Re-explain things to patients. Take bloods.
1230h
Remind self this is lunchtime.
1400h
Realise canteen has now closed.
1401h
Get bleeped by registrar immediately after opening flapjack/Mars bar/crisps/generic fat-snack to do another ward round. Spend ward round apologising for not having done all jobs.
1445h
Arrive on F5 and cup of tea (strong, 1 sugar, drop of milk) and banter from ward clerk. Smile, laugh...then remember where I am and head off to make nonsensical referrals, check bloods and rewrite TTOs because the ones I wrote when I had time have got lost.
1530h
Get bleeped whilst sat by a phone. Immediately call back. Phone engaged. Call again. Rings, but no answer. Call other number for that ward. Get through to ward clerk. "No-one's bleeped you love!"
1535h
Get bleeped from same ward. Go through whole process again. This time get through to early shift nurse who wants me to write up fluid for a patient. Tell her I did it this morning. Nurse apologises.
1540h
Get bleeped from same ward by late shift nurse about the same fluid chart. Am less polite this time around.
1600h
Start checking bloods. realise loads haven't been done. Head off to redo them all.
1630h
Get bleeped by the SHo to ask if there's anything he can do now he's out of clinic. Say you're done and just updating the list.
1631h
Start updating the patient list. Get bleeped about an ill patient.
1700h
Get back from ill patient and redo list because forgot to save it before.
1715h
Get bleeped by the reg to handover patients.
1800h
Think about going home, but instead start printing off tomorrow's elective patient list and preparing the print-outs.
1830h
See every other house officer still at work and have group lament about how crap our jobs/lives/colleagues/sense of personal worth is/are.
1845h
Get in car and head home.
1930h
Sit and talk to housemate for one hour about how much we hate our jobs.
2100h
Refuse to give into tiredness and stay up watching some crap on telly.
2130h
Give in and get into bed.
2230h
Still awake thinking about tomorrow's jobs.
2300h
Watch some more crap TV.
0000h
Finally get off to sleep.
Sunday, 19 October 2008
The Greatest Day
It's been a month since I last blogged... I've been getting slack.
My life is probably a lot better now than it has been. I guess I've learnt a bit better how to deal with things and I'm starting to have a life again.
The day-to-day stuff is pretty much the same, though the day passes quicker cos I work with some fantasticaly funny nurses who really make my day... I'm sometimes in near hysteria as we laugh so much, and that's really nice.
I wonder if there will come a time when I truly feel confident that I can do my job well... I suspect that it never totally happens which is why all doctors do neurotic things like call their wards at 11pm because they forgot to check an Xray or something. I did have a run of 8 cannulas inserted first time which I was pretty proud of. I still hate damned procedures though!
I got to work with a different SHO this week and it's been really brilliant, she's amazing because she is so relaxed but gets everything done and ensures we both go home on time having left nothing important to do the next day. I actually quite enjoyed this week of work, and that's a first, so I'm rather pleased.
I recently did some weekend nights which I was totally terrifed of, but ended up really enjoying. I only really feel like a doctor on nights, I feel like I can actually do something useful, and despite the fact it's quite hard, I prefer the challenges because they're more manageable... and probably I like the fact that I don't have to be concerned with the long-term problems of everyone.
I did some crazy stuff that I didn't really think people actually did, like maintain someone's airway for nearly 2 hours whilst we tried to find an intensive care bed. I also did my first chest compressions on a real person, which is a weird experience... especially when you look at the face of the person whose heart you are working for, and realise that you clerked them in a fortnight previously with what you thought was an uncomplicated urinary tract infection and here they are, in a somewhat more serious condition.
But then again, I clerked a woman with a rash that decided 3am on a Saturday was the optimum time to present to A&E cos it was "quite itchy".
And of course, the real bonus of working nights is getting to wear scrubs... and I don't even feel embarrassed saying that I look totally hot in my blues... I got asked out twice on my nights!
In other news...
- I bought the boxset of Heroes to get in on the act and it is literally amazing... I'm waiting for Season 2 now so I can catch up and start watching on BBC. I kept putting it off and ending up missing more and more so I'm chuffed to now understand why everyone was raving about it!
- Now that I'm living like a millionaire (well, it feels like that, finally having a wage), I surprised myself by making a clothes purchase without even looking at the price, cos I knew I would buy it anyway. For anyone that has seen me rummaging through the Primark bargain bin, this may come as shock news, but no fear, I don't think my frivolous spending habit is sustainable, so normal serice will be resumed soon I'm sure.
- I'm off to Spain on Wednesday for 6 days and I can't wait, I'm going to see my best friend Steve in Seville which will be ace. And then Ruth and I are going to large it up in Torremolinos, so it's gonna be an ace week off!
My life is probably a lot better now than it has been. I guess I've learnt a bit better how to deal with things and I'm starting to have a life again.
The day-to-day stuff is pretty much the same, though the day passes quicker cos I work with some fantasticaly funny nurses who really make my day... I'm sometimes in near hysteria as we laugh so much, and that's really nice.
I wonder if there will come a time when I truly feel confident that I can do my job well... I suspect that it never totally happens which is why all doctors do neurotic things like call their wards at 11pm because they forgot to check an Xray or something. I did have a run of 8 cannulas inserted first time which I was pretty proud of. I still hate damned procedures though!
I got to work with a different SHO this week and it's been really brilliant, she's amazing because she is so relaxed but gets everything done and ensures we both go home on time having left nothing important to do the next day. I actually quite enjoyed this week of work, and that's a first, so I'm rather pleased.
I recently did some weekend nights which I was totally terrifed of, but ended up really enjoying. I only really feel like a doctor on nights, I feel like I can actually do something useful, and despite the fact it's quite hard, I prefer the challenges because they're more manageable... and probably I like the fact that I don't have to be concerned with the long-term problems of everyone.
I did some crazy stuff that I didn't really think people actually did, like maintain someone's airway for nearly 2 hours whilst we tried to find an intensive care bed. I also did my first chest compressions on a real person, which is a weird experience... especially when you look at the face of the person whose heart you are working for, and realise that you clerked them in a fortnight previously with what you thought was an uncomplicated urinary tract infection and here they are, in a somewhat more serious condition.
But then again, I clerked a woman with a rash that decided 3am on a Saturday was the optimum time to present to A&E cos it was "quite itchy".
And of course, the real bonus of working nights is getting to wear scrubs... and I don't even feel embarrassed saying that I look totally hot in my blues... I got asked out twice on my nights!
In other news...
- I bought the boxset of Heroes to get in on the act and it is literally amazing... I'm waiting for Season 2 now so I can catch up and start watching on BBC. I kept putting it off and ending up missing more and more so I'm chuffed to now understand why everyone was raving about it!
- Now that I'm living like a millionaire (well, it feels like that, finally having a wage), I surprised myself by making a clothes purchase without even looking at the price, cos I knew I would buy it anyway. For anyone that has seen me rummaging through the Primark bargain bin, this may come as shock news, but no fear, I don't think my frivolous spending habit is sustainable, so normal serice will be resumed soon I'm sure.
- I'm off to Spain on Wednesday for 6 days and I can't wait, I'm going to see my best friend Steve in Seville which will be ace. And then Ruth and I are going to large it up in Torremolinos, so it's gonna be an ace week off!
Wednesday, 17 September 2008
Well I'm still here. Which is no mean feat... the lack of blogs, and general tardiness in replying to everyone who's messaged, called or texted over the past month or so is a testament to what my life has become.
Can I say sorry for that now? I do keep trying to sit with Facebook and go through all my messages and reply to them. And I will call everyone back! (Especially you Gran... I haven't forgotten!)
So I'm 6 weeks in to my job. I don't cry every day now, which is nice. Indeed, I haven't in over a week, so things are obviously better. Well, maybe that's not true exactly, I think I'm just hardening up. I'm getting more bolshy though... my tolerance for rudeness, which already wasn't that great, has plummeted! I really can't stand people pissing about and treating others with no respect... I guess I'm fed up seeing people I care about upset because others around them are just being tossers.
I'm torn a bit really because there are definitely times in my job now where I find myself genuinely enjoying myself. Granted, these moments certainly consist of a very minor portion of my day, but they are there. I'm getting the cahnce to do the parts of medicine I like, which is namely talk to people.
As one of my favourite characters in "The Smoking Room", Annie, says, "I'm all about people".
And this reminds me of a passage in The Oxford Handbook of Medicine which talks very admirably of GPs, saying that they are specialists of their patients (rather than of a disease or particular organ system). And so this makes me think that perhaps I'd like to be, and would probably be a good, GP.
It's just the thought of more medicine in a hospital that puts me off!
Anyway, I'm getting a bit moany, so what good things are there? I've been working lately with Aga, who's brilliant and I really like her. And I've been eating lunch quite a lot at work now which is a definite improvement.
It's probably now time for me to start redeveloping a social life before I slip into hermit ways! If you want to help me with that, please get in touch!
Can I say sorry for that now? I do keep trying to sit with Facebook and go through all my messages and reply to them. And I will call everyone back! (Especially you Gran... I haven't forgotten!)
So I'm 6 weeks in to my job. I don't cry every day now, which is nice. Indeed, I haven't in over a week, so things are obviously better. Well, maybe that's not true exactly, I think I'm just hardening up. I'm getting more bolshy though... my tolerance for rudeness, which already wasn't that great, has plummeted! I really can't stand people pissing about and treating others with no respect... I guess I'm fed up seeing people I care about upset because others around them are just being tossers.
I'm torn a bit really because there are definitely times in my job now where I find myself genuinely enjoying myself. Granted, these moments certainly consist of a very minor portion of my day, but they are there. I'm getting the cahnce to do the parts of medicine I like, which is namely talk to people.
As one of my favourite characters in "The Smoking Room", Annie, says, "I'm all about people".
And this reminds me of a passage in The Oxford Handbook of Medicine which talks very admirably of GPs, saying that they are specialists of their patients (rather than of a disease or particular organ system). And so this makes me think that perhaps I'd like to be, and would probably be a good, GP.
It's just the thought of more medicine in a hospital that puts me off!
Anyway, I'm getting a bit moany, so what good things are there? I've been working lately with Aga, who's brilliant and I really like her. And I've been eating lunch quite a lot at work now which is a definite improvement.
It's probably now time for me to start redeveloping a social life before I slip into hermit ways! If you want to help me with that, please get in touch!
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