Review of 2006

Well, I can safely say 2006 was the the most eventful year of my life, and not really in a good way. Here’s the first part of the first entry of every month as a kind of recap. I don’t think it’s a very accurate representation, but I really don’t want to remember it all for myself.

Jan:
Merry Xmas, Happy New year 

Hope everyone is well, no time to read entries or note, but much love to you all.

I’m back in Oxford, have about an hour to unpack and repack ready for Reading. It’s been a looooooong day  -way too much travelling and it’s not over yet.

Feb:
Juicy/gory details

Be warned, graphic.

So the wanker was meant to pick me up at 7.30 but he got roped into babysitting for this really cute sounding little kid so it was gone 10 by the time he got here. I was half asleep but woke myself up. He’d been kinda indifferent about meeting up – he kept on saying how horny he was in one breath, and then saying over and over how i didn’t have to meet him, we could leave it, which was confusing me before we even met.

March:
pulling myself together 

Well, the wanker is now in australia, it’s a new month, so i only think about him on average 13 hours a day.

Started my general medicine attachment at the hospital, which is long, hard days – just the way i like things 

Nothing hugely exciting to say about it though. i got sent to take blood from one of the patients, walked into the room and he looked well and truely dead. i considered turning round and running away, but dutifully went and checked his pulse and found he wasn’t actually quite dead yet. It’s nice to know they’ve already beaten enough emotion out of me that all i thought on finding a patient i thought to be dead was, "why do these things always happen to me?"

April:
143 hours

That’s how long without food now. i really AM going to have to give in soon though. I feel like death warmed up.

May:
white rabbits! 

I never seem to find the time or energy to write here anymore. I enjoy reading other people, but writing just seems too much hassle sometimes.

Last week I started my surgical rotation, on lower GI surgery, ie the large intestine, rectum and anus. That’s right – lots of poo!

I had been told that surgery is a lot less work than general medicine had been. They lied to me!! It’s a nightmare, there is no way of skiving stuff. There are meetings begining at 7.30am in the morning, and even if you skip those there is teaching at 8am so that’s the latest you can be in.

June:
exam

Lots has happened but i dont have time to write. Just to say i’ve got my exam today, dont know anything, freaking out.

July:
Summer hols

I’m back from my hols back home in Northumberland.

The rest of the country may be in drought but in Northumberland it never stops raining. I had to wear a jumper for the first 2 weeks and have the central heating on – it was bloody freezing! But it was nice and warm for the final week so I got horrifically sunburned and have now got a vague tan, which is nice.

Aug:
sordid details – a voyage into BDSM 

Let me describe the last few days, but i suggest you dont read if you are easily shocked.

Friday I had my nursing shift, so that was 8 hous of hell. Finished about 9pm, then stopped home for a quick shower. Went to the bus station and got on a bus to London. Got to London about 11.45pm, and went and hung around on a street corner near Victoria Station for a while. There were loads of freaky people, it was kinda cool really.

Sep:
My trip to the GUM clinic 

The internet hasn’t been working, which is annoying.

On Thursday night i went out to a club, danced the night away, wasn’t too bad, wasn’t too good.

Then on Friday I had my GUM clinic appointment. My friend came with me for moral support, and after wandering around the hospital for about 10 minutes unable to find the place (and too embaressed to ask), arrived and was given a form to fill in. Went to the waiting room which was packed full of really scary chavs, all sitting in silence and just staring at us. Very unfriendly.

Oct:
concern  

Been a while since i wrote, sorry, and thanks for all the notes about the antidepressants. They’ve been making me feel nauseous and a bit agitated but nothing too bad really.

My parents came to visit which was nice although Dad got food poisoning so i had to have him in my bed. We went to the botanic gardens and an antique shop and out for meals and stuff. It was nice to see them, i actually felt vaguely happy for a while.

I’ve been back to the GP and admitted to all the self harm, and she has called me today to check i’m still ok and to say an appointment had opened up if i wanted to go and see her. She must be very worried about me to be doing that kind of thing. I said no thanks. Can’t quite leave my room.

Nov:
23 today!

Ahhh yes, I am now definately old.

Dec:
what just happened? 

i think i just dumped the guy i’ve been going out with for longer than i’ve been out with anyone. also the guy i lost my virginity (of all kinds) to, and who i told more stuff than i’ve told anyone.

 

Let 2007 be a better year. Please dear God.