Nine to five

…what a way to make a living…

Well, nine to five it is not, but I love my job! I’ve done three whole shifts now, nobody has died and I am loving it. I’m pretty tired already – I worked a late on friday (13 hours), and yesterday I was meant to leave at 5pm but it was actually 8:30pm, but today was ok, I was out by just after six. Only another 5 days before I get a day off…

Actually I feel like a traitor looking forward to my day off – I really like this job, even after only three days – the nurses are lovely, the other doctors (the little I’ve seen of them!) are lovely, I’m really enjoying being able to prescribe things without needing someone else to sign off on them…I like all of it really. But it is quite all-consuming. Life is get up, go to work, come home from work, shower, eat fruit, sleep, repeat.

So I guess I’m appreciating time off much more than I used to. I’m already thinking of things to do on my weekend off, people I can see, fresh air I can breathe.

But for now, I’m enjoying myself. I’m tired, but only when I’m not at work. And I am really, really glad I saw this thing through to the end and became a doctor, because it is awesome.