Fending for yourself.

I haven't written for a while, mainly because I have been busy doing exams and writing reports and doing more exams. All through that I was wishing I could have the easy life of being on a firm, cruiisinggg around the hospital, being registered so everyone knows I was there and having appropriate ailments waved at me going 'LOOK I AM A HEART MURMUR/ ANAEMIC CONJUNCTIVA / GANGRENOUS LEG, don't forget what I sound/look/smell like' so when the next lot of exams came up I wouldn't have to freak about not knowing anything..
Now I am on this placement its basically a free for all...The guy in charge is a really nice fellow. and when I say fellow, I mean in the medical sense, which is a term used when you have passed various exams and are now surplus to requirements and waiting for a job to appear. He is waiting to be a consultant and so in the mean time he is just chilling in the operating theatre casually helping in open heart surgery. as you do. However cool it is to see a heart beating in an open chest, it really isn't helpful in the grander scheme of things. When you are asked what heart murmur a patient has in an exam...'if you just take the heart out I can show you' is not worth any points..unfortunately.
So, whilst he is taking lungs out and riding on helicopters to 'harvest' organs (horrendous term...) we are hijacking boring clinics looking at venous leg ulcers and watching trying to find heart beats in moobish, hairy men (and women) all for fun.
Today I went in for ward round at 8am and at half past we text our consultant who decided NOT to tell us he was off this week...THANKS. so my clinical partner and I went to watch an echocardiogram for fun. The woman on reception in the heart centre gave us a look that suggested she thought we were suspicious little street urchins coming in from the cold and using the echo as an excuse to get some shelter. This is far from the truth...the weather is amazing and although it was useful, I would rather be spoon-fed some useful exam passing facts and been allowed to frolic outside thank you very much!
I got home this afternoon and to treat myself for my morning's hard work I have joyfully watched a man from Oxfam try and force his way through the remote controlled gates at my flat, whilst drinking a beer. In a minute, I am going to use my initiative even more and go to the pub and sit in the sunshine.