2007/2008 Update
My last entry was just before I started work! Wow.
The early days of being a junior doctor were indeed pretty tough. Not really intellectually just the sheer work load.
During the "9-5" bits of my job it was all quite routine really. Ward round, urgent jobs (ordering xrays etc, chasing other important reports) , breif break for lunch followed by completing the rest of the jobs (talking to relatives, reviewing the xrays etc ordered in the morning, discharge summaries, writing up IV fluids, re-writing drug charts) then I would finish the day by writing out blood results (and acting on them if necessary) and blood forms for the next day - this is the most tedious job for the junior doctor.
On these shifts I was so well supported with my seniors mostly on hand to help if needed. Although some of my jobs I just had such a huge list of patients that there was so many jobs to do, a lot of which were "Junior doctor" jobs and I was often in the hospital an hour or more after the rest of some of my teams. I very much resented this but I also understand that they did their stint as a junior and it wasn't really fair for them to still being checking blood results and writing blood forms!
It was the on call shifts that were so difficult.
On call consisited of either dealing with the new patients or covering the wards in the evenings or at weekends. New admissions was pretty straight forward - talk to them, examine them, take blood +/- insert drip, order Xrays and get a senior to review. The skill was in doing it quickly. Also at first I was not great at keeping on top of checking results as they came in, also remembering the story after you've spoken to 10 other patients I found a little tricky when we were handing over.
Covering the wards could be an absolute nightmare, especially if you still had a million jobs left from your own patients during the day. The junior doctor was pretty much on their own covering or the little tasks on the wards - 6 of them (the more senior doctors saw people on my request, or if the were asked specifically). Early on I would be so overwhelmed by every task. I would arrive on the ward and be handed a pile of drug charts and a list of other jobs and really have no idea what to do, THEN on top of that suddenly patients would start getting sick - "not passing urine for 5 hours", "low blood pressure", "coffee ground vomit", "chest pain", "seizures", "pain". On top of all the jobs I already didn't really know how to do quickly I would then have a list of people to review and fix!!! Argh!!!
On my first night on call one of my first sickies I called my senior doctor in panic - I bleeped her and she answered immediately - I then didn't even have the flippin notes in front of me and in terror could not remember the story. She told me "not that is what is called being an awful house officer". Two other patients in the room then got a bit ill, none of my interventions seemed to be helping and I felt like I had to stay there until they picked up! I wasted about an hour there while the other jobs were just piling up.
Eventually I left the ward (with a plan to go back) and arrived on another ward with another pile of drug charts and jobs. I WAS SO OVERWHELMED. I realised I had reached my limit so bleeped my senior house officer, she didn't answer, so in the end I bleeped my registrar (more senior). He was one of the nicest doctors I'd worked with. He told me to come and meet him and go through all my jobs. So I went to meet him and obviously immediatley burst into tears....
Oh dear...
Running into an office he sent the senior house officer (who had told me off earlier) to go and look after me, she took me for my first break in 10 hours and forced some chocolate into me (I had not eaten since 12 oclock and it was then 9pm - blood sugar was very low!). She was really very sweet and recalled episodes where she had cried as a house officer.
There were a few more episodes of tears (probably about 4) - usually when feeling pissed off when everyone else had gone home, I was due to leave at 5pm, I still had another hours work to do and no-one was helping me. Other times included when a nurse was very nasty to me (same nurse x 2).
One of the frustrating things about being a house officer was the bleep. I HATE it, I've very much realised that I cannot multitask. Being messaged on a pager every 2 minutes was horrible. If you didn't answer the bleep immediately you would receive more and more messages until you answered it. I was good at answering mine for this reason, but sometimes I would be bleeped 4 times in a row and I would have to write them all down to make sure I had answered each number. Once answering it there are a whole host of frustrating things that can happen (see the Facebook group Bleep etiquette) however I am sure it is much more annoying for the poor people trying to get hold of the overworked junior doctor who can't get to the ward soon enough.
So those are the horrible things. On a brighter note I have worked with so many lovely people. Basingstoke is a lovely hospital. I know so many of the nurses, ward clerks and specialist consultants. I've been sad to leave every job because I was generally well liked (and I liked them) by all the sets of nurses and ward clerks I got to know. I've also had some fab patients, the ones who stay the longest are a real joy to get to know. They are the ones who you see go through the most ups and downs, and a chance to chat with and meet their families.
I am now a first year Senior house officer (SHO) although they do not use that terminology anymore. I am a "Foundation Year 2 doctor" (FY2). I'm working in a general practice and I am really enjoying it. I have NO BLEEP! It's lovely. I spent the whole of last year saying I wanted to be a hospital doctor but 3 months without a bleep has completely converted me! So the current plan it to apply for GP training in January to start August 2009.
So that is being a doctor.
That is not the whole of my life. I am now a married lady! We've managed 4 full months (and 5 years of being together this week!) and I am enjoying being Mrs Hallam.
The wedding was superb, perhaps one day I will type up my thoughts before and after the wedding (I wrote a little diary on the honeymoon).
We were married in Muswell Hill Methodist Church, then had Pimms on the Lawn, a cream tea in a marquee, then a BBQ and Beer in the evening with music a la Juke Box!
Here are some lovely photos:

We then went off to cousin Katie's wedding! (Not B, R, E and Felicity - they stayed at home.)
She is very little and sweet, although babies are less entertaining than 2 year olds!







