Thank you so much for letting me come out and observe with you on your first two night shifts.
Thank you for feeding me, and making me endless cups of tea, and letting me stay at your house. Thank you also for not being an axe murderer and burying me under your patio.
Thank you for teaching me stuff. Thank you for not yelling at me when I got annoying (and I'm damn sure I did...). And thanks for not laughing at me when I made really stupid mistakes.
You made me smile when you climbed over that wall, cos there was no way on God's green I was planning on following, and at least we made sure the fire brigade were busy for a while.
It was a great weekend for learning, although I'm afraid you haven't totally talked me out of the ambulance service yet.
I would talk about specific jobs I saw you do, but in all honesty I can't remember most of them. I don't think I've ever been so tired in all my life.
For the time being, here's an open offer to come and visit me at medical school, pending me actually being there for the next year....