I found a little tinge of joy

Accident and Emergency Department was not where I would love to work in. The thought of ambulance siren and patients being pushed in with half a dozen of health-care workers surrounding them, holding all sorts of medical equipments, getting ready to lay their hands on the poor patients made me feel like steering half a mile away.

Just about a week ago, I felt like I had no choice but to end up witnessing all these for the next 7 weeks. I was not sure if my body could cope with all the adrenaline rush because whenever it happens, my brain tends not to work properly. After staring into my copy of timetable, I concluded that these 7 weeks would be all tied down to just A&E. Besides the usual early and late shifts, clinics, teachings etc, I have got 2 weekend shifts where I have to work all day on my precious Saturday and Sunday, and 2 night shifts from 7pm to 7am when I am supposed to be savouring my plate of dinner, watching television and enjoying my very important sleep!

*It sounded like I could not go any further*

One week into it and I got to say that I actually quite enjoyed it, surprisingly. It is just a strange feeling of getting to do something useful and productive that contributed to that little tinge of joy.

I should wait another 6 weeks before I fix a conclusion. Who knows what might happen.