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Mummy Medic: April 2012
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Wednesday, 25 April 2012. I opened my email, my heart sank. Right area, wrong jobs. Massive disappointment. Heartbreak. The only job I've ever wanted, and I'll have to wait a bit longer. She opened her email, her heart sang. Right jobs, commutable.rubbish the car is hire purchase with limited miles.her first thoughts, 'how will I afford it'. Ranking of jobs is done by what you do or don't want to do. Psychiatry.no thanks. General practice.yes please. Those special circumsances are ironic. They've giv...
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Mummy Medic: Which are you most like...?
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Wednesday, 10 July 2013. Which are you most like? Are running a giveaway. At the minute, it's for a Little Us doll. Kimberley asks which is most like your daughter? It's interesting to see all the characters of the dolls, as I think Little Miss is a mixture. She is Chloe. Everything has to be pink, i'm not sure where she got this from as I hate pink! Even ' I can cook. She is Millie. She can't cope without going outside at least once every day. She plays will all the boys at nursery, and all I ev...She i...
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Mummy Medic: Blog neglect
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Tuesday, 9 October 2012. Life has changed. And in trying to fathom it out I've had to neglect my blog. In the last two months, I've turned into not only a fully qualified doctor, but also a patient. I am pregnant again. And whilst that is reason for celebration, there's a great deal of trepidation. I've had many miscarriages in the past. It's something I don't dwell on, but it's something that in the early weeks of pregnancy is always in the back of the mind. It's a human thing. You see, I am now terrifi...
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Mummy Medic: Listen to me
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Friday, 14 June 2013. My daughter often asks me to 'listen to me mummy' or 'talk to me mummy'; often getting it the wrong way around, and expecting me to talk when she asks me to listen, or listen when she asks me to talk. It's endearing. What isn't endearing is medical professionals not listening to their patients. My daughter was born before 4 weeks were up. I asked for a earlier appointment, and was denied. I explained my reasons, but no, 4 weeks it was. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Picture Win...
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Mummy Medic: June 2012
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Sunday, 3 June 2012. Childrens art work adorns her bedside table. Photos of grandchildren beam down on her. She's stuck within herself, but mention the pictures and her eyes light up. It's a way to talk to her, to get her to open up. We often have young visitors to the hospital, they liven up the area, and bring some of our patients 'to life'. I love seeing them, although probably because at heart I wish to be a paediatrician. Thank you' says her mum. 'Here's your pen, thank you'. I feel I need my phone&...
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Mummy Medic: May 2012
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Tuesday, 15 May 2012. Standing at the ward desk, I wondered why my bleep kept making sounds. Noone had bleeped me that day.ahh but the emergency bleep did go off in handover this morning.hang on, wait a second.I check my bleep. Drat, I'm on call. Rubbish, I'll have to phone my husband and tell him he can't go to badminton tonight as I need him to look after Little Miss whilst I work. Medical alert, medical alert, A&E resus, ETA 5 minutes'. Are you being serious? It's not like half of the vaccine is going...
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Mummy Medic: July 2013
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Wednesday, 10 July 2013. Which are you most like? Are running a giveaway. At the minute, it's for a Little Us doll. Kimberley asks which is most like your daughter? It's interesting to see all the characters of the dolls, as I think Little Miss is a mixture. She is Chloe. Everything has to be pink, i'm not sure where she got this from as I hate pink! Even ' I can cook. She is Millie. She can't cope without going outside at least once every day. She plays will all the boys at nursery, and all I ev...She i...
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Mummy Medic: June 2013
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Friday, 14 June 2013. My daughter often asks me to 'listen to me mummy' or 'talk to me mummy'; often getting it the wrong way around, and expecting me to talk when she asks me to listen, or listen when she asks me to talk. It's endearing. What isn't endearing is medical professionals not listening to their patients. My daughter was born before 4 weeks were up. I asked for a earlier appointment, and was denied. I explained my reasons, but no, 4 weeks it was. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Life as 1/2 a doctor.
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Mummy Medic: October 2012
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Wednesday, 10 October 2012. Yesterday, he walked to the radiology department. Yes, he stopped to catch his breath, but he got there, and back. Yesterday he was talking to his family. He enjoyed his dinner. He made his fire. He had plans to go out with friends. In just over 24 hours, his life has changed forever. That's what a stroke can do. Take a proud elderly man, and force him into giving up his independence. Stop him taking his medications which help his heart failure, make him breathless. In the las...
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Mummy Medic: 'Can he have some night sedatives, please doctor?'
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Sunday, 1 July 2012. Can he have some night sedatives, please doctor? Many of our patients request night sedation, hospitals are noisy places, the lights are left on, and it's difficult to sleep when the patient next to you is snoring like a trooper. But this request wasn't from the patient. It was from the nursing staff. The nursing staff stated he was aggressive. I walked to the ward, late at night, dreading a demanding patient. Off I toddled through the hospital. BEEP BEEP, my bleep rang out. Off I wo...