Friday, 12 August 2011

Whoops

I'm not great at blogging am I? So now I'm at the end of year 2. The exam I spoke of before, I fail, quite dramatically. I resat over the summer, revised my arse off and passed, with 68% which is great, because in theory we only get two chances then we have to leave. But I was so cross with myself for not doing it the first time round. Failing is becoming quite a habit this summer actually, also failed my medicine calculations exam, not because I got a question wrong though, because I pulled the imaginary syringe to 10.5 ml instead of 12.5ml, so I have to resit that, and an essay. Must pull my finger out next year, there is no time for failing in the 3rd year. It's terrifying that this time next year I'll be preparing to qualify, I don't feel I know enough. I've had 3 lovely weeks of with my pickles but it's back to work next week, on the birthing unit. I'm nervous, I've been looking forward to this placement for 2 years, I was so sure natural birth was the area I wanted to work in, but now I'm doubting myself, and I have 5 weeks there.

It's not all bad though, In March I had the most amazing honour of delivering my friend's beautiful son. I feel so priviliged to have been asked, and I'm still quite emotional about it all. It wasn't the smoothest of deliveries, in fact probably the most complex birth I've been involved in to date. Mum progressed rapidly, and baby had the cord a couple of times round his neck, it was so tight that we had to cut it to free him. He wasn't breathing when he was born, I got on with the job and didn't actually realise the seriousness of the situation because the midwife I was with was so amazingly calm and sorted everything out with the paed while I waited for the placenta. It wasn't till afterwards I realised what had happened and I found it distressing, but thankfully, after a few days on SCBU he was fighting fit and you'd never know now.

I think that'll do for now, I must try to blog more often.
It's mostly rambling I know, but I find it theraputic when I get going, and it's a memory of my training to look back on.
Vx

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