Just had a BUSY day. Full OPD with just me and the consultant and 100 patients. Well, nearly. Then came the numerous bleeps from the wards and I was told by the consultant not to go because we’re short handed as it is. So, I asked Sebastian to cover for me in the wards, but he was busy too. I don’t really mind seeing that many patients, but I tend to get a bit lost in the head afterwards. Can’t think properly and had to be jolted to reality by my reg a few times. heheh.

Later (after finally relieving my bladder and gobbling a free cupcake), I got a message saying that I have to cover the A&E again because there are not enough doctors. Sebastian had to accompany a bleeding patient to UCHG, Kieth has a broken leg or something, Louise is off, Amy is in Dublin for an urgent something. *me faint* But thank God for the cupcake.

And I feel guilty for being a bit brusque at a nurse who kept on at me just now. Sooooo guilty. I didn’t mean to, but I was under a tad bit of stress. I think she noticed and was very nice around me afterwards. This only made me feel worse.

One of my patients passed away and I had to certify that.

A spot by the calm Shannon on a bright day would be very welcoming. I think I’ll be lugging my camera back and a book and hope for nice weather so that I can sit by the river and just read. Nice :)