Guess who got to bring her laptop to work today and get the chance to blog (with coffee in hand!) in the pantry? That's right. This fortuitious Boxing Day, we get to experience the luxury of the ethereal "work life balance" everyone keeps banging on about.
It feels like just yesterday that I was a clueless, clumsy, and chaotic first poster in surgery. Now, I'm in my third posting, and fresh medical graduates are addressing me as "senior". So, what's life like navigating the new posting?
What was meant to be the best, most accomplished day of the department turned into an absolute disaster, and I found myself feeling jealous of the house officer from Penang General Hospital that committed suicide last month. What on Earth went wrong?