Until the fat lady sings

Yesterday was my last day on call for general medicine and today was my last day on the wards.
It was a really nice day. We only had one very sick patient so I was ale to say goodbye to everyone I’ve been working with for the last six months. Dr Fletcher has given me an excellent reference and told be that I was a loss to medicine but was sure I’d do very well as an anaesthetist.
I brought in cakes and chocolates as a goodbye gifts and everyone said they were sad to see me go. I got lots of hugs from the nurses and lots of heart-felt “thank-you”s from the patients. It was all very touching really; it feels nice to be cared about.
I put on the radio as I drove away from Town Hospital for the last time and the fat lady was singing her heart out.

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It’s 9pm and I’ve packed my stethoscope, clothes, food, portfolio into a bag and am about to set off on the 200-or-so mile journey to my new job.

As always, I'll keep you posted