Working in any frontline job is no barrel of laughs at the best of times. The shifts are long, the work is mentally and physically exhausting, you’re constantly waiting for the next thing to go wrong and you know that when it does, your team can be what stands between someone living or dying.
I don’t talk about my time working in the NHS (National Health Service) much. Mostly because of confidentiality, of course, but also because I don’t want to inflict the scars I’m carrying onto anyone else.
Because despite the good moments, the great moments, the patients who were saved, or brought into this world on our watch… it can never erase the bad moments.
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