All the Small Things

It's the small things in life that make the 'shuffle on this mortal coil'* bearable.

Like when you have 2 days off during the week due to the public holiday and hospital wide ADO falling in the same week.

Like when you wake up on the public holiday to find that your flatamte has cooked you bacon, eggs, toast and sausages for breakfast for no reason in particular.

Like when you catch up with old friends playing Playstation and playign some random game where you have to crash cars in intersections to score points.

Like when you are looking forward to steak and chips at the university bar after work.

These small things lighten the load and inject some light into the otherwise dull monotony of life as a surgical intern.

Not every day is an episode of Grey's Anatomy (although Dr E and I were checking out hot chicks in the nearby Kid's hospital Cafe at lunch today)

Not everyday feels like you've made any difference.

But sometimes things just go well and your pager doesn't beep too much.

In these moments, one needs to breath and inhale the air before the smoke that permeates around chokes you.

On that random note, I'm gonna go home, eat steak, watch Mc Leod's Daughters on TV and then play Star Wars on my computer.

Zhinger, is this post too long for you?

* Some random Shakespearean way of describing our lives.