Back to earth with a bump

After all the joy and excitement of the weekend its tough to face reality again. Did another locum at K last night and yet again knife did not touch skin. Although I did get to step in and save the day when a couple of A+E Drs couldn't stop the bleeding from this chaps scalp laceration. I came in, was very reassuring and once I stopped it with a couple of big bites with a heavy suture, giving the A+E Drs a bit of a tutorial, I left feeling smug once more about knowing what I'm doing. Back at college however, with data to analyse and a distant yet terrible deadline looming I feel like a lost little boy.

On top of that I have a dental appointment and I am expecting them to extract my 3rd molar which has been damaged probably beyond repair by my wisdom tooth.

On the bright side the cat locator radio tracking collars have arrived which means when I get home I can check out their capabilities, fit them and then begin to allow the cats out into the garden. I won't miss the litter tray or being forced to keep all the windows in the flat closed. Also it breaks my heart when they sit there miowing at the window.

Also tonight there are hastily arranged celebration drinks in our local. We will have more celebrations which are better organized but this one is the first.