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The first day of orientation was today: less scary than imagined, as they seem to be putting a lot of emphasis on telling us that we're not expected to know everything, and it's all right to call for help early. You pay heaps of money and stress your brains out for four years of medical school, and you still come out the other end painfully aware of just how little practical medicine you actually know. What you have is, hopefully, enough knowledge of how humans work to be able to think your way through problems and...ask for help.
Apparently we're being paid for the week of orientation, though. My first ever paycheque and the pair of irresponsible shoes it represents are a mere fortnight away!
It takes me 20 minutes to walk to work (downhill) and another 25 back (upbloodyhill) -- I am not going to need to join any gyms at this rate.
Anyway, there was a nice sunset from our balcony tonight :) ( The largish orange building & surrounding structures dominating the valley comprise my new workplace, which gives you some idea of the 'up' and 'down' aspects of my commute. )
Apparently we're being paid for the week of orientation, though. My first ever paycheque and the pair of irresponsible shoes it represents are a mere fortnight away!
It takes me 20 minutes to walk to work (downhill) and another 25 back (upbloodyhill) -- I am not going to need to join any gyms at this rate.
Anyway, there was a nice sunset from our balcony tonight :) ( The largish orange building & surrounding structures dominating the valley comprise my new workplace, which gives you some idea of the 'up' and 'down' aspects of my commute. )
