What happened to the weekend?

I'm sure it was Friday about 10 minutes ago. But no, my clock and my housemates reliably inform me that in fact, it is Sunday evening, and I need to get ready for the hospital tomorrow.

It's been a busy few weeks, what with skiing (!!!), a visit home, cake-baking and video-planning, I've barely had any time for hospital work.

And what an amount of hospital work it's been.

In the last couple of weeks I have

1) attended (and worked on) 2 cardiac arrests
2) taken everyone's blood. At least once.
3) been responsible for 2 work experience students (they're such babies!!! ahhhh)
4) acted as junior doctor for the entire ward when no other doctors were around - for a WHOLE DAY.

This last was genuinely terrifying... I have never been so stressed in all my life...
And I was entirely knackered afterwards. I am now officially dreading graduating!

But on the plus, we are making a video about our life in the hospital... a skit... and any more information than that is classified until I feel the need to divulge it. Except to say that it is going to be HILARIOUS.

Oh, and the most exciting/lovely moments of the last few weeks... meeting two gorgeous wee babies, one belonging to a medical student who is a very handsome young man, and a second who belongs to some lovely, lanky people, and is just about the most beautiful baby I've met (and I'm not exaggerating, she's literally perfect!).

So all in all, rather a good few weeks.

It's just a shame it's Sunday evening. I may petition for 4 day weeks...

I've got that Friday feeling... and it's G-O-O-D

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world...

There is something about a Friday that just seems to make everything better. I don't have to get up tomorrow (well, not early), I don't have to go to the hospital, or answer to anyone else's timetable. Lovely.

And the last couple of days have been pretty fab actually... Thursday involved a delicious carrot cake, free (scrummy) soup for lunch, a meeting with my absolutely lovely tutees (I am a college tutor! This is terrifying!), a bbq to celebrate finishing the pedometer 10,000 steps/day challenge, a pub quiz, and a long chat with fantastic housemates. All in all a very very good day.

Today, I presented some cases - and the notoriously harsh doctor who supervises us was almost nice :o) As in, he actually signed my cases off rather than telling me to redo them three or four times to get them to "fourth year standard". So hooray!

And I went on the ward - on my DAY OFF. Blimey. Dedication at it's best eh?!

And now it is Friday evening, Alfie has had a bath, and been cleaned out, and I am watching Shrek 2, and cleaning my room. I mean, life just doesn't get better!

What a wonderful world...