Matthew's Journal

Last night wasn't too bad; there's a cat with gastrotomy and jejunostomy tubes in which is a faff to feed through them, but I slept fairly well, if not as well as would be liked.

( Religious gumpf )

Today has been the Hills-sponsored Communication Skills day. It mostly was somewhat obvious, but it was quite fun nevertheless, and has used up much of the day. I've had a bath, and am now thinking about my anaesthesia talk. So far, so good. Better still, it looks like my Sunday-plan is going to be OK, which is with a bit of luck going to be sufficient hope to stave off any depression-doom this evening.