well the general practice rotation is over. 'twas a good five weeks, generally - my choice to "go rural" has been vindicated. it has also been a taste of what is to come next year, working and living in that big country town, away from my closest mates and the familiar hangouts. i've decided i don't mind it too much. with time, things will work themselves out somehow. maybe it's the dude upstairs. maybe things just become less important the further away you get from them. i don't know. but time alone to think will be good; the generalist training sounds like what i want; and the money would be handy, of course.
do you get the feeling i'm still trying to convince myself to like something that has already been decided? bloody mind tricks...
thursday night was a good night. i was already comfortable with baz and brumbles, but over dinner at eurekas and drinks later at the views, i got to know steph, ele and paul a lot better. we were pretty happy - full of cigarettes and alcohol, comeraderie, and cheers at the end of time away from our homes and habits. at dinner, first i saw dr baxter (who talked excitedly about cyclical neutropoenia) and shook hands with his table; then julie, as we were about to leave, so had to do the rounds at her table too. it was just like going down lygon street...
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