Physician, wake thyself.
There's still a few weeks of the Mental Health block left. Having enjoyed the long weekend to celebrate the white Easter, I looked at my timetable to see what this week's disease would be. The title read 'Child'. So this week we are studying the psychological disease of children. Read that how you will.
Yesterday we got bumped all round the city as each community team we went to told us we needed to be somewhere else. We eventually landed up at the hospital, where a very disgruntled tutor was waiting to give us a very delayed lecture.
Today was back in Goole at the GP. Was still feeling quite tired from lots of driving and missed sleep. Listened to lots of chests and felt lots of tummies in the morning. We came back from lunch feeling very satiated and were immediately invited to sit in a very warm consulting room with a very nice GP who had offered to give us a tutorial on ECGs. Very nice, but very softly spoken. And the room was so warm. And what he was saying wasn't that easy to follow. And 30,000 years of evolution was demanding that this was really the point in the day when I ought to be curled up in my cave, fast asleep. It's hard to fight that kind of biological instinct, and even when it's just the two of you and your tutor is sitting about a foot from you, social atrocities like falling asleep in the middle of a conversation with someone who almost amounts to your boss, don't seem to have much of a bearing.
Ah well. I wasn't planning on working there anyway.
This time last year, I was in New York.
Yesterday we got bumped all round the city as each community team we went to told us we needed to be somewhere else. We eventually landed up at the hospital, where a very disgruntled tutor was waiting to give us a very delayed lecture.
Today was back in Goole at the GP. Was still feeling quite tired from lots of driving and missed sleep. Listened to lots of chests and felt lots of tummies in the morning. We came back from lunch feeling very satiated and were immediately invited to sit in a very warm consulting room with a very nice GP who had offered to give us a tutorial on ECGs. Very nice, but very softly spoken. And the room was so warm. And what he was saying wasn't that easy to follow. And 30,000 years of evolution was demanding that this was really the point in the day when I ought to be curled up in my cave, fast asleep. It's hard to fight that kind of biological instinct, and even when it's just the two of you and your tutor is sitting about a foot from you, social atrocities like falling asleep in the middle of a conversation with someone who almost amounts to your boss, don't seem to have much of a bearing.
Ah well. I wasn't planning on working there anyway.
This time last year, I was in New York.
posted by Michael at 10:14 pm
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