To answer some questions, I'm a cardiac surgeon who also has training, and experience, in emergency medicine. Hence the reason I always seem to get dragged into working A&E (ER) during busy holiday seasons - Christmas/New Years.
I get to spend what seems to be a lot of time here because, especially at the moment, I'm doing paperwork, consulting with others, doing patient reviews and assessments, and breaking in an intern. Despite what you may see on TV, paperwork takes up most of my time. You probably won't see me later on in the week when I'm scheduled for my first surgeries of the year.
And, no, I haven't had a boob job. If you were to see that entire picture you'd see I was pushing my tits together.
Oh, and I'm not *necessarily* insane. I just have a warped, dark and, sometimes, disturbing sense of humour. And that developed, as it does in many in my line of work, as a defence mechanism.
I get to spend what seems to be a lot of time here because, especially at the moment, I'm doing paperwork, consulting with others, doing patient reviews and assessments, and breaking in an intern. Despite what you may see on TV, paperwork takes up most of my time. You probably won't see me later on in the week when I'm scheduled for my first surgeries of the year.
And, no, I haven't had a boob job. If you were to see that entire picture you'd see I was pushing my tits together.
Oh, and I'm not *necessarily* insane. I just have a warped, dark and, sometimes, disturbing sense of humour. And that developed, as it does in many in my line of work, as a defence mechanism.
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"
