looking back at the mildura posts, it seems like all i did was grumble about work and the system. but in fact it wasnt as bad as all that. i certainly dont want to leave myself with the impression that i had a horrible time by the murray (not that i ever actually saw the murray while i was there), when i look back in a few months/years time.
we had a great bunch of registrars and residents up there with us. went out to dinner almost every night. met several lovely, interesting people and made some good friends. i enjoyed the challenge of being a medical registrar, mostly, and was surprised to find that i didnt mind general medicine too much. i wonder if that had something to do with the way general medicine is practiced in the bush, working within the constraints of limited resources and alongside the stoicism and blind faith of country people.
once again, leaving didnt worry me too much. i think sometimes im glad to leave a place. and other times i leave with a sense that i will be back there again, down the track. with mildura, i was looking forward to coming back to melbourne, somewhat; but i also got the feeling, as i was walking out the front door of the hospital on that last morning, that it wont be long before im back there again.
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