TOASTIES

It was my last shift at the John Radcliffe Adult Intensive Care Unit (JR AICU) last night. And it was one of those "end-with-a-bang" type shift again. Funny, I always seem to get those. Was the same at the Royal Melbourne Hospital too. At that moment, a fleeting thought would enter my head about how I should have gone with the devil in my head to take a sickie or be a no-show on my last shift. Where's the angel in my head when I need it most?

Working a row of 3 nights, I was all chirpy thinking it was my last weekend of work and the flight home was drawing so much closer. By the middle of the Saturday night shift, almost everyone in the unit knew I was leaving for warmer pastures down under.

It's funny how it's always at times like these, that everyone starts to feel they quite enjoy each other's company and will actually miss each other. Even the patients were well-behaved. The same patient who went mad on me for 5 nights in a row every time the nights went down, actually went all sweety-pie with me too. Awww.... :)

So I whipped out my camera and snapped a few pictures of the Saturday night gang. I planned it well. Pictures of us, looking unglamourous at 0500hrs in the morning, and having our "Toasties".

Definition of "Toasties" :-

Thick triangular cuts of white toast, toasted to perfect crispiness and spread with fragrant melting butter. Not just "I can't believe it's not Butter"- type spread or margarine but REAL SALTY, CREAMY, BUTTERY BUTTER. (I think I have made a big enough emphasis on the importance of butter).

"Toasties" are a real pick-me-up at that ungodly hour where we all wished we were snuggled up in bed with our patients. Accompanied with cups of tea and coffee, we chit-chat till it's time to wake our patients up for their bedbaths. ( Yes, in the UK, they insist on bedbaths at 0530hrs in the morning. )

So here's to the JR AICU gang! Thanks for a great time!