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Home in the middle of the day. I know when I'm getting sick (HINT: I almost fell off my chair during my library shift last night, and was too tired to function by 9:45pm) and I know when I should not be around pregnant people and tiny babies! Fun as they are!

I have felt so many pregnant abdomens this week. Sooooo many. I am still awful at determining position

(Registrar: So where's the back?
Me: Here?
Registrar: That's a knee.)

but I'm getting better, and I really like spending time in an area of medicine that is full of healthy people.

Though for the love of God, if you ever intend to have a C-section, do not let anyone SHOW you a C-section beforehand. I saw three in a row on Monday and now if it ever happens to me I will be vividly picturing what happens on the other side of the blue sheet.

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Despite the sudden viral illness from hell, this should be a good weekend! Mum & Lauren are coming to Sydney and we're going to see West Side Story.

And the Inception project about which I am refusing to speak just got seven billion times more exciting.