Monday, February 13, 2012

Dr. St Valentine

Fat Piggy, LittleMissFairy, Zapfire, Anafly and Christina - my beautiful ladies! Thank you for your lovely comments on my last post. So encouraging! I feel so loved! 

I honestly can't say how much your support means to me. It really, really means a lot. So, seeing as it is Valentine's Day I thought I'd write a different sort of post. Also, seeing as I just started General Surgery, I thought I'd update you girls on what has been going on. 

The days of medicine are over. No more 7 hour long ward rounds. No more stopping off for coffee. No more gossip with my girls. Welcome to the quickfire world of General Surgery, where the theatre days are tough, the long days tougher and the bosses tougher still. Yesterday I was dropped into the world where the days start at 7am and end around 7pm, you stand up all day, run around and run up and down stairs. No more 8 patients on our lists being considered a long list. Today we had 25 patients. And this is the shortest the list has been in a month. 

This is a world where nobody gives a fuck about who I am or where I am. I could go home and chill out or I can work myself into the ground. The only person who gives me the time of day is Dr. St Valentine (no, that's not his name, it's a literal interpretation of his name). Like the little girl I am, I giggled when I heard his name. 

There are chocolates in his pigeon hole, he offers them to me, "Happy Valentine's Day". We do the ward round with me chewing on chocolate. He treats patients the way I want to treat them when I'm a doctor. Watching him work is like watching a vision of a perfect doctor. He's smart, funny, incredibly understanding and comforting, he's handsome and he puts his patients first. 

It is a privilege to meet someone like him. It's much too hard to find someone to look up to in this world. Hopefully I lose some weight on this run. I'm already shirt tired after 2 days. So very tired. There is never enough sleep, or enough down time. Or enough people who give a shit about me. The only person who talks to me is Dr. St Valentine. And when I see him, I make a mental note that I swear to always treat my juniors nicely. 

Before any of you perk up, Dr. St Valentine is very much married. But my favourite doctors have been married men who I got along really well with. Still, it's some sort of strange motivation. Seeing someone so perfect, it makes me want to reach for perfection even more. I want my future students to think that of me. Beautiful, thin, smart, caring. That's what I want to be. 


  1. hiya, Jude!!
    "roses are red,
    violets are blue,
    you're all you want to be to me,
    and all of it's true."
    damn! General Surgery sounds horribly tough. 0__0 awweee. you adorable little thing. <333
    he sounds awesome. i'd fondue with him anytime. ;) you know. if he had a vagina.
    ahahaha. all good men and women are married. already snatched up. :3
    ohhhhh. aweee. i'll be your future student and i already think of that for you. :3
    -Sam Lupin

  2. Awwww that sounds so amazing. I really do believe that surgeons are the best and most talented kind of people. They are like craftsman. Carpenters fix wood, welders fix metal - surgeons fix bodies. Amazing. Good luck, try snap a pic of Doc Valentino and put it up for a bit. Sexy surgeons ftw! Xo

  3. I'm so glad you're enjoying General Surgery! And it's great that you have someone you can look up to. For people like us, that's always important. I'm so happy for you! I know you'll be able to handle it :D And I'm always here for you!

  4. It's so impressive that you're a doctor and doing all this at the same time! You're a real inspiration! Hope surgery is going well for you, I really like reading your blog.
    Stay strong,
    Rachel x