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Peachy with a side of keen

Life is going quite nicely at the minute. I’ve been on surgery for just over two months now and I’ve been really enjoying my job. Unlike my placement in medicine, it’s essentially what I was expecting my job to be like this year: I’m going on ward rounds, reviewing sick patients, and going around with my clipboard running the show (read: frantically trying to stay afloat). The surgical doctors are all really friendly, with a great atmosphere of camaraderie, and as a general rule the surgical nurses are flipping fantastic.

Compared to other hospitals in surgical wards in NI, I’ve been told that the ratio of FY1s to patients is the lowest in the region. I’m not sure how true that is, but there are days when things are extremely busy and so you end up leaving quite a bit later than you’re meant to. But inevitably that’s a part of the job that I was expecting- and I’d rather get things sorted and finished, doing a good job essentially, rather than managing to leave an hour or two earlier each day. I suppose it’s nice that I’m in a job where motivation to work hard is easy to come by, and it’s a good feeling to be both doing a good job and doing good.

Another advantage of being on surgery is that due to the slightly longer shifts, we get more scheduled days off than in medicine. Add in some booked days of annual leave, and it’s meant I’ve actually been able to get a fair amount of time away from the hospital! So despite enjoying my work, I’ve had the past week off and it’s been glorious. I’ve had a bunch of lazy days where I haven’t done very much, but I’ve also done some Organised Social Gatherings. My housemates and I had a party last Saturday which went well apart from the standard end-of-night-too-much-to-drink drama, I made a cake for the new series of Game of Thrones, and then a few days ago three of us went up to the North Coast.

We went for a fair few treks around the area of Ballycastle, in places I’d not been to before but one of my friends knew. The weather was beautiful with no clouds in the sky, meaning that because we were right beside the sea the views were truly stunning. #suchblue. After a walk through some swampy ground we ended up at one point on the top of giant craggy cliffs, with huge sheer drops down to the ocean, and man the place was just incredible. NI’s coast is labelled as an area of outstanding beauty, and the place really showed me how true that is- on a day with nice weather Northern Ireland really is just as great a place to be as anywhere else in the world. Happy to be here!

Another place we went to was Kinbane Head, a narrow outcrop of limestone where a castle was built in the sixteenth century, although has since been destroyed presumably due to time and the ocean, so it’s just ruins now. This photoshopped photo makes it look pretty class, but without the CGI it was a very impressive location. Again sitting out in the glorious sunshine lying in grass with the blue ocean and seabirds beneath you was one heck of a relaxing moment.

So yeah- lovin lyf 2k15 at the minute.

M

Plans

Work’s going alright at the minute: I’m continuing in my efforts to slowly transform into a man of German-style efficiency, and it’s nice when it pays off- some people have complimented me when I get things done quickly. Hooray! I’m not incompetent!

My bank balance has been taking some pretty major hits recently, but for fantastic reasons as I have been making plans. The first takes place later this month: I’m going skiiiiiiiiing! A few friends from uni and myself will be heading to the French Alps and doing what people with incomes do. I will of course be doing what dyspraxic people do, and will be spending a huge proportion of my time on my bum/back/face/weenis covered in snow- I wasn’t exactly good when I went skiing the first time. Two of the others are beginners like me, and the other two went as children, so it should be a good balance. Thankfully my sister tipped me off to the possibility that my travel insurance mightn’t actually cover me for sliding down mountains at high speed, and that’s been sorted.

The next destination is Lahndahn in late February- as part of training, doctors have to undertake an Advanced Life Support course, and I figured if I was gonna do it why bother doing it in my normal hospital when I could go elsewhere and see people in the mainland. So I’m gonna be in a posh London hospital where the complaints are less about being stabbed and more about being kicked by your pony. I’m over for the weekend, so if you’re reading this then send me a message so we can arrange to see each other! If you’re not reading this then obviously you don’t deserve my company.

The third current plan is probably the warmest of the three- my housemate and another friend of mine are planning on running a marathon in March, and being the virtuous person that I am I decided to get a bunch of people to come along and support them as they run it. In Barcelona. Hell yeeaaahhhhhh. I don’t know much about the city other than people who’ve gone there have really enjoyed it, so I’m looking forward to exploring it for a few days. Unfortunately I don’t speak much Spanish apart from “I am lost”, “Hello”, and “I’m pregnant”. Hopefully I’ll only need the middle one.

Maybe I’ll go for tapas. That’ll count as me doing my research.

Oh and before I forget I’ve also signed up for some Chinese lessons! I did a course a few years ago and really loved it, so I’m looking forward to getting into it again. Unfortunately the only course I could feasibly get to from work is the “Level 2” one so I may be struggling a little for a while! I’m also meant to be working 13 hour shifts over some of the days when the lessons are so my rota may require a bit of tweaking. If I end up not being able to attend much/keep up I can always take the course again: my aim is to be at least vaguely passable by the end of my FY2 year, as my pipeline dream is to take some time out and explore China for a bit. Bad for the career, good for the soul.

Anyway I’m off to bed. AU REVOIR/ADIOS/ZAIJIAN

M

You want a piece of me?

Not really posting a huge amount these days- now that I’m in the world of work I don’t know what really to write! I feel like my hands are tied by the old oaths of confidentiality and the line in the sand that I’ve drawn is pretty strict with regards to what I talk about outside the hospital. Some people I know are happy to discuss things that have happened so long as they don’t give any identifiable information away, but I generally prefer to not talk about stuff at all. Especially not on the internet obviously.

But I am enjoying work. I’m coming to the end of my time on my current ward; as of Tuesday I’ll be moving up to an endocrine/haematology ward where I’ll be for the next two months. I think it should be good up there, but I have enjoyed getting to know the people I’ve been working with these past two months, and very much feel like part of the team. So leaving will be a shame.

Less fun parts of the job are the weekend shifts. I was on last weekend and am on again this Saturday. On a busy weekday, you can be running about a fair bit on my ward seeing to the jobs. On the weekend there are just as many admissions so it doesn’t get any less busy, but there are four other wards that you’re expected to be on. Which makes things interesting. Saturdays are pretty grim and me being me I kind of end up beating myself up a bit due to having to let people down. You physically can’t be in several places at once, but several people will simultaneously have extremely valid reasons to ask you to come and see them, and quickly. I’m trying to develop tactics and stratagems (not like me at all eh?) to maximise efficiency, but inevitably you have to say to people that you’re just gonna have to not help them out in any sort of prompt fashion. And that’s a very annoying feeling.

In other news next week is the BAKE OFF FINAL. Dun dun dunnnn. This is the first series I’ve actually followed and it’s a pretty great show. Obviously, me being me, I love all things food-related and so GBBO is just my main thing. A few of my friends were thinking of having a Bake Off bake off next week to celebrate the final, although a bunch of us are actually busy on the night of the final so we’re gonna do it on the Thursday instead and will have to try to avoid hearing who won. Maybe I’ll bring a gun to work.

Might help with the problem of too many people wanting to speak to me

M