Tuesday, 31 July 2007

The first day

First day on the wards. It was a tad crazy and it's definitely going to take me a while to get into the swing of it. I hate looking like a prat but for the next few months I am going to have to eat my humble pie.

The picture above is a good representation of what happened today. The cardiac arrest bleep went off and about 15 of us charged through the hospital and gathered round a patient. The phrase too many cooks spoil the broth springs to mind. In our case though we are not even proper cooks but amateurs...more of a stew than a broth!

My first call was to see a patient with itchy elbows! I joke you not. I prescribed her E45 cream and piriton..Rocket science!

Anyway I am tired and have sore feet. The life of bumming around is over but I will look on the bright side...I have a salary! Scary, prat like moments to come. I will keep you updated on the most embarrassing ones.

Before I left this morning I was reading Colossians remix

"So chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offence.....And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It's your basic all purpose garment. Never be without it...

Do your best. Work from your heart for the real master, for God, confident that you will get paid in full when you come into your inheritance. Keep in mind that the ultimate master you are serving is Christ."

It is easier said than done but I'm hoping for a few defining moments with regards to serving the sick this year. A lot of people need love and that is our basic principle.

I have this little prayer stuck in the first page of my new journal for this year:

"Help me to find my happiness in the acceptance of what your purpose is for me. In friendly eyes, in work well done, in quietness born of trust and most of all in the awareness of the presence of your presence in my spirit" (Celtic prayer book)

Here goes my mad year as a junior doc. If you get sick don't come to Craigavon hospital, at least not for a few months.


  1. "If you get sick don't come to Craigavon hospital, at least not for a few months."

    Duly noted.

  2. LOL at seagoe's comment!

    Hope it all goes well for you. If I ever have itchy elbows at least I can now self proscribe!


  3. hey i think i am getting my tonsils out in ur hospital at the end of sept. a nice bday pressie for me. love the remix quote. i need lots of those things prayed over me at the mo about my housemate. I had loads of those days at school when i first started of losing the head with kids or not losing the head with kids and feeling an ass if i didn 't know what to do in situations etc. praying for ya babe. can't wait for cell to start back...

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  5. I can't wait to hear some of the embarrassing stories, so ya may get makin them!

    Really though, you obviously know there's a higher purpose in everything you do but as you do 'get into the swing of things' don't let that get clouded out of your mind- you're serving your King, whether it's itchy elbows or cardiac arrest...

    Love you xo

    P.S. Have you seen my blog lately? If not, I refer you to the second latest post. :-D

  6. Cheers Joy. Meant to chat with you tonight but you were surrounded. Catch up soon. Love reading you blog by the way!