Life as a pre-tern is all good for nobody. The above pic is the north block of RPH, where i currently "work". Unfortunately we don't get paid in our final year of the course. I know some countries that do (eg NZ). I guess they are giving us one more year to get our stuff together, practice a bit more, polish up our technique and observe more cases. I am assigned to a respiratory med team. A typical week consists of going on ward rounds in the morning, to see how our patients are faring, see if anything needs to be done or changed, and if they are well enough to go home. Most do, but some patients get worse and die, or need to be transferred to a different team. THe majority of patients under our care are people with cancer, pneumonia, asthma or aggravated chronic airways disease, mostly as a result of smoking. Then we may do a few procedures, such as taking blood, ordering tests, doing discharge summaries. After lunch I usually have 2-3 tutorials from various registrars/consultants. And on some days we have to go to dermatology clinic, an experience which most people agree is worse than being constipated

By the end of the week, this is what I feel like. Saying that, it'll probably happen one day. At this stage in the year, time is dragging by really slowly. Most of my friends are working and getting on with their lives, whilst I'm still stuck in uni, renting with my brother, and on government student welfare. Sometimes I wish I just got good at a sport or music. Then I could be playing in Wimbledon or at a concert in front of thousands, instead of trudging around a dinjey hospital watching people get older and sicker

Thank goodness for the weekend. I also had to attend my parents "graduation" from a marriage course they did. It was rather scary and I managed to escape early. After some scotch whiskey (Glenfieditch) at my friends place, and some quality time with their dog (above) I was feeling much better already. But now its monday. Back to hospital, another day, but no dollar..life as a pre-intern is all good for nobody :oP Can't wait to get back home and fall asleep, where I dream of hitting aces at Wimbledon and signing autographs after massive concerts....