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00 To subscribe, visit www.wagglemag.co.uk There are differences between celebrity ‘IT girls’ and the average doctor, but I often wish there were not. Their privileged lives are so much easier than that of a junior doctor. I’m serious! On a heavy night on call we would all love to change places with either of the Hilton sisters or even a lesser known but equally troubled Hollywood waif. We sit in the canteen at 3am, wondering why the paparazzi aren’t jostling to get a shot from beyond the hot food counter. We wonder why we worked day and night through medical school, only to find that we now work for an organisation where the sandwiches don’t come out of the food machine, no matter how hard or how often you kick it. There is of course an art to kicking health service food machines (not covered in any depth at any UK medical school). These machines are specifically designed to starve all doctors to the bone. “Keep them hungry – Keep them Keen!” By the time you do coax the sorry excuse for food out, the machine has gobbled up all your change and then….the arrest bleep goes off. It wouldn’t be a surprise if all doctors ended their on-calls as skeletons and Sir Bob Geldof started chivvying up humanitarian aid for them. Being on call is about the very fabric of the hospital conspiring against you. It’s about accidentally dropping your bleep down the loo and thanking god that the toilet was unused. It’s about fishing the hated thing out, drying it under the hand-dryer and then trying to present a plausible and less laughable explanation to the switchboard operator. It’s about tripping over the urine bag at a cardiac arrest. It’s about looking over the operating theatre at the most wonderful dark haired surgeon you have ever seen, your eyes meeting, your eyelash catching on your contact lens. It’s about that contact lens flying aerodynamically into the patients open abdomen. (It’s true there is a patient out there, going about his business with a contact lens in his stomach – either that or the theatre suction actually worked.) It’s about being exhausted because millions of patients all need or want a little piece of your soul to survive the night. It’s about coming out to find your car has been clamped because it was parked one inch over the line. It’s about tolerating full on heating in the summer and freezing through the winter. It’s about on-call rooms that are visited by rats. Now I’m not referring to senior managers when I say rats. I mean the actual long tailed rodents. There are of course many sub-types of such rodent depending on which side of the vodka bottle (remember the advert?) you are looking through. It also depends on how many hours you’ve been on-call for and how good your imagination is. It’s about cutting pictures of the Chief Executive out of the hospital magazine, placing that picture on the back of the doctors mess door and aiming spare cannula’s at it – much like a dartboard. Whoever gets him right between the eyes gets a free dinner from the hospital canteen! We call this stress relief and it is the reason we appear serene when it comes to patient care. So when on call for long periods, junior doctors really do have a lot in common with those party girls from LA. It’s the simple life we live. We can do thin, we can do catwalks and we do community service but get paid for it. The career advice shouldn’t be get three A’s at A Level then head off to medical school. It should be instead get skimpy short skirts, do your lippy and be a chick. Head off to the US and be a socialite. Indeed we must all agree that the next time one of these celebrity size zero’s is awarded community service for a minor misdemeanour, it should be 23 days in a UK hospital, then we can trade places with her quite happily, knowing that she will be made to pay for her crime. The only downside may be that the GMC would have something to say about the videos, sure to appear on the internet, featuring our celebrity guests performing PR examinations. While the cream of British healthcare goes state-side to show them how debauchery should be done. Wagglemag | Health & Sickness | Issue 1 | February 2008 ...contact lens flying aerodynamically into the patients open abdomen It’s about tripping over the urine bag at a cardiac arrest The career advice shouldn’t be get three A’s at A Level then head off to medical school. It should be instead get skimpy short skirts, do your lippy and be a chick 00 Celebrity “IT” doctors

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There are differences betweencelebrity ‘IT girls’ and the averagedoctor, but I often wish there werenot. Their privileged lives are somuch easier than that of a juniordoctor. I’m serious! On a heavynight on call we would all love tochange places with either of theHilton sisters or even a lesserknown but equally troubledHollywood waif.

We sit in the canteen at 3am,wondering why the paparazziaren’t jostling to get a shot frombeyond the hot food counter. Wewonder why we worked day andnight through medical school, onlyto find that we now work for anorganisation where thesandwiches don’t come out of thefood machine, no matter howhard or how often you kick it.There is of course an art to kickinghealth service food machines (notcovered in any depth at any UKmedical school). These machinesare specifically designed to starveall doctors to the bone. “Keepthem hungry – Keep them Keen!”By the time you do coax the sorryexcuse for food out, the machinehas gobbled up all your changeand then….the arrest bleep goesoff. It wouldn’t be a surprise if alldoctors ended their on-calls asskeletons and Sir Bob Geldofstarted chivvying up humanitarianaid for them.

Being on call is about the veryfabric of the hospital conspiringagainst you. It’s about accidentallydropping your bleep down the looand thanking god that the toiletwas unused. It’s about fishing the

hated thing out, drying it under thehand-dryer and then trying topresent a plausible and lesslaughable explanation to theswitchboard operator. It’s abouttripping over the urine bag at acardiac arrest. It’s about lookingover the operating theatre at themost wonderful dark hairedsurgeon you have ever seen, youreyes meeting, your eyelashcatching on your contact lens. It’sabout that contact lens flyingaerodynamically into the patientsopen abdomen. (It’s true there is apatient out there, going about hisbusiness with a contact lens in hisstomach – either that or thetheatre suction actually worked.)

It’s about being exhaustedbecause millions of patients allneed or want a little piece of yoursoul to survive the night. It’s aboutcoming out to find your car hasbeen clamped because it wasparked one inch over the line. It’sabout tolerating full on heating inthe summer and freezing throughthe winter. It’s about on-call roomsthat are visited by rats.

Now I’m not referring to seniormanagers when I say rats. I meanthe actual long tailed rodents.There are of course many sub-typesof such rodent depending onwhich side of the vodka bottle(remember the advert?) you arelooking through. It also depends

on how many hours you’ve beenon-call for and how good yourimagination is. It’s about cuttingpictures of the Chief Executive outof the hospital magazine, placingthat picture on the back of thedoctors mess door and aimingspare cannula’s at it – much like adartboard. Whoever gets him rightbetween the eyes gets a freedinner from the hospital canteen!We call this stress relief and it is thereason we appear serene when itcomes to patient care.

So when on call for long periods,junior doctors really do have a lot incommon with those party girls fromLA. It’s the simple life we live. Wecan do thin, we can do catwalks andwe do community service but getpaid for it. The career adviceshouldn’t be get three A’s at A Levelthen head off to medical school. Itshould be instead get skimpy shortskirts, do your lippy and be a chick.Head off to the US and be a socialite.Indeed we must all agree that thenext time one of these celebrity sizezero’s is awarded community servicefor a minor misdemeanour, it shouldbe 23 days in a UK hospital, then wecan trade places with her quitehappily, knowing that she will bemade to pay for her crime. The onlydownside may be that the GMCwould have something to say aboutthe videos, sure to appear on theinternet, featuring our celebrityguests performing PR examinations.While the cream of British healthcaregoes state-side to show them howdebauchery should be done.

Wagglemag | Health & Sickness | I ssue 1 | February 2008

...contact lens flyingaerodynamically into thepatients open abdomen

It’s about trippingover the urine bag at

a cardiac arrest

The career advice shouldn’tbe get three A’s at A Level then

head off to medical school.It should be instead getskimpy short skirts, do

your lippy and be a chick

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Celebrity “IT” doctors