Embracing monochrome (+ a whinge)

After a good ten years of swearing off black and it’s counterparts, for some reason this winter I have headed full ball into this monochrome utilitarian urban-cool thing not seen in my neck of the woods since the late 90s.  You know, when Stussy (the second coming), Mooks and M-1-11 all had their heyday, well before their shitty warehouse sales and cheap fabrics.  They used to be good.  Am I showing my age?

Anyway, Mr G bought me this for birthday earlier in the year – I love it to death but only take it out to places where it’s in full sight all the time, i.e. it can’t get pinched.

My work doesn’t have lockers.  The nurses have lockers.  The cleaning staff have lockers.  The junior doctors don’t get lockers so I daren’t take my bag.  But I digress.  The inside of the bag is clever too:

I bought myself this coat after freezing my way to and from nightshift.  It was a bit of a gamble but it paid off – it’s really thick and has impressive looking hardware on it.  Bluefly have done a terrible job photographing it.

I was never really interested in Kenneth Cole as a brand before but I am interested in being warm – and now I can’t stop wearing this all the time.  With the above bag.  And a great big scarf.

Then on another fortnight I did so much overtime I could barely see straight (one of those weeks had 70 hours in it by Saturday) and with the resulting double-time I bought the Marc Jacobs Mouse shoes.  I still remember when the original brown-and-cream pony hair variety came out something like 5 years ago, and I wanted them so badly.  I couldn’t afford them on my student budget for such a long time – these seemed like a nice reward.  They’re the Marc by Marc Jacobs variety and not as high end as the originals, but good god I love looking at my feet!

They’re a cute and cheeky offset to the utilitarianism – I never take clothes too seriously.

In all honesty, I’d much prefer not to have bought them and to have had the free time and less money.  Junior doctors can’t really complain about their jobs – the minute you do, the newspapers will go and post a picture of a fat neurosurgeon next to his three Mercedes and the public goes ape and calls all doctors greedy charlatans who are mind-controlled by the pharmaceutical industry.

The sad truth is that junior doctors earn the Australian average (which is still good, no complaints there), and any money you make on top of that comes with the sacrifice of your free time, family, and friends.   It’s not worth it.  It’s not worth standing bleary eyed at the 16th hour of your double shift because some other exhausted person called in sick, trying to work out if someone’s chest pain is a heart attack or a muscle spasm.  It’s not worth the fear involved when you walk out of the hospital at the 20 hour mark crossing your fingers and praying up at the sky that you didn’t, in all your fog, make a decision that could harm someone.  The system is designed to prevent that from happening but things slip through sometimes.  The put-up-and-shut-up mentality perpetuated by the upper echelons of the field seems so outdated – they come from a time when there was no computers, no CT scanners, and a body of knowledge a tenth of what it is now.  In this environment, with this much knowledge and this many options at our fingertips for treatment, we shouldn’t be working this much.  The margin for error frightens me.

But you know, I’m just a lazy greedy fatcat doctor* who is going to drive home in her Mercedes and have dinner and her next holiday paid for by a pharmaceutical** company 😉

*translation:  a hardworking and mostly starving doctor who is driving home in her Toyota Echo to a dinner of whatever I cooked and froze last week, with her next holiday paid for with a fatigued credit card.

**pharmacetuical company:  something the media talks about brainwashing me but I’ve never even come across so much as a pen this year.  Let alone dinner.  And as far as natural therapy and vitamin companies go…I’m not sure that with the prices they charge,  they have your health and wellbeing at the forefront of their minds 😉

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3 comments

  1. Like your blog, and the new shoes are very cute. The junior docs don’t get lockers at my hospital either (annoying). Agree with your comments re: dangerous working hours for doctors, we are human and therefore likely to suffer the same adverse effects of sleep deprivation as other human beings. Hard to make critical decisions about a patient who might be about to arrest when your brain is in its 20th consecutive hour of decision-making!

  2. Thanks for the insight into the life of a junior doctor! I’ll openly admit I whinge about still being in the university stage of that career path. It’s just frustrating spending most of my time either working or studying and yet I am still struggling to buy something as innocuous as work/hospital pants. Medicine has a really fantastic habit of making every other aspect of your life more challenging.

    Do you have an idea of a speciality at this stage?

  3. I really love that bag, and have been eyeing it for a while – can’t afford it yet but maybe one day… 🙂

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