Random Bar Quotes 1

"do you have any beer that's warm?"

Now seriously, I know student unions have a bad reputation, but still....

Egg Shells

I'm around physically but not emotionally at the moment.

The big black dog has come back for a visit, except this time I'm still on 40mg of fluoxetine. My gut feeling is that I don't know what to do. I've not felt this low since starting on medication anyway and I've been reasonably stable since.

I have described it like an egg shell. I have a tough and bolshy exterior but it's fragile. My shell is getting thinner and particularly weak in places. The gooey bit in the middle keeps coming out to play and I keep crying.

Generally this is bad. Except it's now worse because I'm clinical and doing long days.

I still want medicine as a career but am I right for it?

Age

So today I turned 26 and life is good. I feel particularly joint-achey this morning and I think it's my body's way of reminding me that I'm the wrong side of 25 now.

Anyhow I need to get a bike basket for the bike of doom. Does anyone know of any cheap lightweight baskets (preferably permanently fixed) that are available to buy online?

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Return from the abyss

Sorry about the absence of late. Hospital placement seems to have swallowed my life.

Anyhow, I've managed to regain a sneaky 5 minutes at work (now that I have finished all my course reading for the night) to catch you up on what I've been doing.

I've redeveloped my love of all things wool based, and am currently knitting socks, scarves, gloves, anything I can get my grubby clumsy hands on to be honest...

On Monday I turn the dreaded 26 years of age, and that means that I'm officially on the wrong side of 25. Not good times. I think I'm just going to keep telling people I'm 19 and see if anyone believes me. Someone must do, I got asked for ID 2 weeks ago for a bottle of wine at Sainsburys...

Anyway, if anyone hears anyone slagging me off around the interweb thingy, do feel free to let me know. It's funny how stuff from ex-friends and mentees has a way of getting back to me.

Thought for the day

Why when I set this morning's alarm clock to Ace of Spades by Motorhead did I still manage to sleep in and be an hour late for lectures?

Doc2Doc

I've been asked by the lovely folks over at Doc2doc to write some posts for them. So just to let you all know that I haven't abandoned you I'm inviting you all over.

You are all welcome to register at Doc2Doc, there is a section on the registration for speciality where you can type None (or hit * and it will give you a list to choose from).

Anyhow, term is going well and all is good. I feel marginally betrayed by someone I was close to but hay ho, these things happen.

People are apparently all shits.

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15 days

15 days is how long it's been since I posted last. 15 during which time I've started back at uni and been thrown in at the deep end of the hospital (where I am a very very small fish). The hospital is madly crazy, yet it doesn't particularly bother me due to the two year of HCA work I've done there since starting uni.

We had a lecture three days ago in which the lecturer reminded us how important nurses were, and that if you were nice to them they would feed you when you helped them out/looked hungry/looked exhausted etc.

It must be a good sign that after I cannulated a patient last week one of the male staff nurses, who I've worked with as a HCA leant into me, and whispered sweetly into my ear 'carrot cake and tea round the back, help yourself'.

Lottery

Now I wasn't fortunate enough to see Derren Brown predict the lottery numbers last night but I heard he got them right.

Next time an email in advance wouldn't go amiss. I would settle for 5 numbers Derren... Just enough to clear up some debts.

Although that said I don't think I even have a pound spare until payday next Friday. But still, numbers in advance please...

And then I made a tit of myself

... by bursting into tears in front of a senior male consultant. Sometimes being premenstrual is not a good thing.

I am a tit.

Huzzah

I am a fourth year. That is all.