River deep and mountain high! |
A lot is made of the stress of the actual job of being a doctor, although I'd probably describe the above as emotionally consuming rather than stressful (and sometimes it's good to 'feel' - reassures me at least that I'm still human!). In some ways, of far greater stress to me is my looming end-of-year appraisal, trying to get all my competences/outcomes done for my portfolio (e.g. assessments from other doctors, attending enough clinics, doing enough procedures), doing an audit/quality improvement project, somehow getting to weekly teaching, doing a massive exam, doing edits on a paper, organising my research project for August... Without that lot, being a junior doctor would be a very different thing!
From the last of Winter's snow... |
In addition, life outside of work (for me at least) has been very kind to me indeed, blossoming and blooming apace with the Spring that is also finally making an appearance. Even though I am both time and money poor (try spending nearly £2000 on your last (hopefully) big postgrad exam... gulp), I feel rich in laughs, love and adventures right now - what a lucky bean! A potent reminder of the importance of work/life balance which my old housemate generously said I 'seemed to be getting better at these days' - praise indeed! My job may be tough but life is pretty wonderful right now :)
And so - to night shifts once more this weekend. Hope you're able to spend yours in the same wonderful sunshine that is to be found in my corner of the world right now - I'll look forward to sleeping through it!
And so - to night shifts once more this weekend. Hope you're able to spend yours in the same wonderful sunshine that is to be found in my corner of the world right now - I'll look forward to sleeping through it!
Naomi Shihab Nye (1952) - 'Kindness'
'...Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.'