when we reach, we can fly, know inside, we can make it….
oh the cheese. I LOVE IT!
This first year of work is tough. That’s why it’s one year I guess. Not many could pull it off much longer without burning out. The running, chasing, pleading, pacifying, apologising, worrying….gets intense.
But we’re all in it together. And (cue the awws) it’s true. It’s the other junior docs that pull you through. It’s the nurses who give you a nudge in the right direction or a word or two of wisdom. It’s the registrar who tells you you’ve done the right thing and most of all it’s the patient who puts a smile on your face and the family who take the time to say thank you.
That’s what makes the mountians of crap you have to deal with bearable.
And that’s why I find myself praying that with good grace I’ll get there.
Here’s hoping.
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