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...

Huzzah

I am a fourth year. That is all.

Motherland

I'm heading back to the motherland for three days. Blogging may be more frequent and more ranty than normal.

Apologies in advance.

Something you all should see - caution, very graphic

This is a video a friend sent me. I feel you all should see it (not with the kids mind) regarding the dangers of texting and driving.

A minor slip up

I wasn't going to say anything about resits this year. I genuinely wasn't, but then I realised I'd twittered that I was in the library earlier, and realistically, unless I was a slightly sad individual I wouldn't be sat in the library on my summer break.

So yes, I have slipped up again this year and failed an exam. No surprises really, I failed something for the last two years so this shouldn't come as a massive surprise.

Sadly though it is yet again upsetting the cash flow balance, as I can't work as many shifts as I would like.

What surprised me was how much the depression came back with a bang when I got back from my 'break' of a week. Oddly enough, the first thing I did was start taking the fluoxetine again, but it wasn't a nice surprise...

However, I seem to have got better at managing a budget and have been making a lot of my own bread and cakes and stuff to avoid the supermarkets and make the most of my store cupboard*.

This year I aim to actually start making shopping lists and be a better 'domestic goddess' - pending getting back into medical school that is....

Wish me luck dudes and dudettes!



* I swear Narnia lives at the back of my store cupboard. I have never found so many packets of yeast, flour, pasta, sugar and chickpeas as in that cupboard last week**

** and yes, cleaning cupboards and kitchens is far more interesting than revision in the middle of summer.