I have to say I love the concept of sitting around in pyjamas all day drinking coffee and chatting to people….and get paid for the privelege.
Welcome to the world of Anaesthesia.
I think I could quite easily get used to this kind of lifestyle.
And you get to feed people yummy drugs…and put them to sleep.
Still I guess it’s not all smooth sailing…. I saw a patient transfused with twice his blood volume in blood the other day….and then there’s the odd occasion when the soothing sound of a regular well-oxygenated pulse stops and alarms start going off and the shit hits the fan….but…that’s usually short-lived….hopefully the patient isn’t and the relative peace and calm of the operating theatre returns – the friendly flirting and banter between the staff resumes.