Each day before my shift starts I think I get myself ready for work. I shower, get dressed and occasionally prepare sandwiches. I am reminded to read up on some topics related to my current posting but often decide to do it on the train.
As I travel from where I live to where I work I indulge myself in my favourite music playing through the earphones.
When I reach the ward I find myself feeling lost and often a little bored during the first hour upon arrival.
Then a senior nurse or the clinical instructor comes along to check how am I doing, and never once fail to open up my eyes to see how lacking in clinical knowledge I am.
For the rest of the shift I will repeat to myself what I require to research or read up on.
On the way back from work I enjoy my favourite music once again.
By the time I reach the house, academics and clinical stuff are conveniently tossed out of my mind. I tell myself to prepare for the next day, the next day.
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