I’m not counting the months (months!) between now and my last post. But now that I’ve come up for air after drowning for a bit, I’ve decided to make a few changes. I was originally going to keep work out of this blog but I can’t. It adds a dimension to my life, an appreciation for the simplest things that I think is important. Plus I spend most of my life at work.
I’m a junior doctor in a very busy hospital. I’m first year out. On my second day as a doctor this year, someone asked me how long I’d been one for. How do you answer that? Moreover, how do you answer that when you’re about to do a procedure on them? Two days, but I swear I’ve done this tons in medical school! I’m not very good at being evasive.
After being a student for far far too long, I’m now getting paid and I can’t tell you how empowering it is to earn your own money, to spend your own money, and to support yourself. No, I don’t earn squillions and drive a porsche. I earn less than a registered nurse and I drive a hatchback. Very very few people in medicine make a lot of money, often at great personal sacrifice. The rest of us just love our job and are quite content.
As well as my forays into the world of fashion and consumerism, I thought I’d share some work-based anecdotes from time-to-time, some heartbreaking, some funny, sometimes both. I’m saving them up for you, promise.