Medicine "oop North"

[M Clayton]

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww n

Excuse me.

I've just this minute gotten back from a day out on duty (2 back to back!!) and I'm wrecked.

I may well just hit the sack now, since it's an early start tomorrow.

Laters!

Currently Watching: The insides of my eyelids!

[M Clayton]

Well, I finally did it...

... I have just this moment finished beating the proverbial (seems there's a lot of it about these days don't you think?) out of my computer speakers. They've had it coming for days now with their constant efforts to drive me nuts by making all of my favourite tunes echoey and/or "Chipmunkesque". I'm happy to say that I have solved the problem, because no longer are my choons distorted.

Now the speakers don't work at all and silence prevails

Score 1 for me I think

I've been eating nuts. Dry roasted peanuts to be exact. Well, I say eating, more like knocking the bowl over and spilling the contents all over my desk, floor and keyboard - mmm, now all my belonging will taste salty! Yummy. ops:

To order you bring chaos

That about sums it up! (thanks Jake)

My arms hurt. My weedy, I mean manly and incredibly muscly, fore arms are quite sore. All that moving of stretchers, loading of ambulances and carrying of patients really does tire a man out!

Anyways, must dash - 24 is on!

[M Clayton]

V short today I'm afraid.

I've just gotten in from watching Newcastle thrash Hull City by 4 goals to nil and have just remembered that I'm in court tomorrow...

More later!

[M Clayton]

Today started with an amusing event. Just as I was getting ready to step out of the front door, there was a knock and I opened it to greet two little old ladies. They looked purposeful and instantly I knew...

They wanted to talk to me about the role that the bible has in my life.

I professed my wish to chat with them about Jesus, but unfortunately I was due in court within the hour. I added (unnessarily as it happened) that my probation officer wouldn't be very happy if I was late again. :wink:

They suddenly weren't very keen to chat any more. I cant think why!

I absolutely *love* wasting my time. Really I do.

I arrived at the court around a quarter of an hour early (just to be sure!!) and found out that I wasn't due to be called until an hour and a half after I was told I would be!

Argh!!! :x

I melted through the floor.

When I finally managed to pull myself from my mini China Syndrome I decided to pop across the road to the conveniently located Weatherspoons (that man follows me around and sets up student friendly pub everywhere I go, honest!) and get a coffee.

"Coffee? Are you sure you don't want something alcoholic"

The lovely young lady working behind the bar really couldn't understand how I had an NUS card but no desire to drink at 11:30 in the morning and, to be honest, it felt wrong to order a non alcoholic drink. But sober I must stay, so coffee it was.

I somehow managed to kill all that time just sitting drinking coffee. I must have looked like such a sad case; all dressed up with no place to go, all alone. (This is where you go "awww")

I arrived back at court and was frisked (again). I watched as the defendent and plaintiff in my case were sent for. They disappeared for ten minutes, came back out and left.

This was an interesting turn of events.

I waited for half an hour in case there was some procedure requiring that I be called without the witnesses. I got bored and went to see the court bailiff who was kind enough to tell me that the case had been adjourned.

Like I said, I love wasting my time.

In other news, I'm working the pit for the Westlife concert on the 4th of September. Yay, screaming, crushed pre teen girlies!!!

Currently Watching: Nothing actually. Unless you count this screen.
Currently Listening to: Doves, The Man who told Everything
Currently Reading Are you Dave Gorman?

[M Clayton]

Does anybody understand Donnie Darko?

:?: :?:

I bought it from CD-Wow since it was cheap (and region 1) and I'd heard good things about it. I watched it and, entertaining as it was, I just didn't get it.

I'll watch it again another time. You never know, I might be having a blonde day!

Today was a slow day.

I popped into my mums surgery and somehow got roped into shifting furniture and sorting through ancient paperwork. That was "fun".

Then I came home and washed the car.

And that was my day.



Currently Watching: Nothing!
Currently Listening to: Simple Plan, Addicted
Current Mood Annoyed :x

[M Clayton]

Man, slave labour is tiring work!

:?

[M Clayton]

Bleurgh.

I'm tired and sticky and I just feel...

well, I just feel "Bleurgh". I know it's more of a sound than a word, but still, you get the idea! :lol:

I often feel bleurgh and I can't quite put my finger on the reasons why. Although, I do know that this feeling usually follows a night of drinking - there couldn't possibly be a link, surely....

Did you miss me yesterday?

Fine, I can do without you!

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Oh, who am I trying to kid? I need you! :shock:

Yesterday was uber cool. I spent much of the morning painting the window sills and doors of our house whilst a small man with a whip casually lashed out at me and uttered gibberish in a raised voice.

Ok, perhaps that last bit wasn't true, but it might as well have been! My parents asked (in that way only parents can, which is actually a thinly veiled order) me to help them out by repainting the outside of the house. I, liking the quiet life I live, agreed and was stung with all the hard work. Bleurgh!

The afternoon was a dramatic improvement.

Ben screeched to a halt ouside my house at around 2 o'clock in his new (well actually very old in terms of age) mini. It looks exactly like my sister's except hers has the squared off clubman bonnet. We bombed along at a scary 40 miles per hour to pick up the hire gear for the party and had a moment when we realised the magnitude of our combined stupidity. Talk about dim; if we were a light source, we'd be candles!

Most of you know how much space there is in an old mini (clue: not much!) and when I say that we had to fit 3 large flight cases (each approximately the size of a chest freezer) and a host of other bits and bobs into the back seating area and boot (ha!) you'll realise the size of our problem.

Hurried and really quite rude phone calls later and Crums arrived with the van. Problem solved.

We spent half an hour trying to damage our backs in a manner worthy of a "No Win No Fee" case to no avail. Damn my flexible spine and useful back muscles!

Once we got to the venue we spent several hours setting up lights and a scary pile of audio gear. This involved (as it always does) shouting of much Anglo Saxon, bloodied nuckles and barely legal arrangements of cables. Somehow it all came together to form a system that was so stable that it would take the switching on of at least 2 more lights to push it over the edge into tripping territory. :roll:

All we needed was party guests to complete the set up, but these "guest" things have a real habit of turning up when they feel like and not standing where you put them.

They arrived in dribs and drabs and, as normally rational people do, attempted to make their late arrival apear fashionable. Why can't people be fashionably on time?

Much alcohol was consumed. Much food was eaten and a hell of a lot of stupid dancing was observed. But the best bit was pass the parcel (hey, nobody said that you had to act maturely at an 18th birthday party) with classic pass the parcel music as heard on Mark and Lard's radio 1 show.

I didn't win.

The party went on until 2 am. Then the electronics tripped because Ben switched on the flood light attached to the garage. And that was that.

Somehow we managed to dismantle the set up it had taken all day to assemble in an hour (and in the dark) with no major injuries and little swearing.

Then, for some stupid reason, we squeezed four people into Bens mini along with another mountain of equipment and attempted to get home in one piece.

Miracles do happen!

This morning I woke up hung over. Having mooched around for a while I went to the football and watched Hull City put 4 goals into the Darlington net. Come on you Tigers!

Currently watching: The purple blobs in my lava lamp
Currenty listening to: James, Sit Down
Currently reading: The ABC of Sports medicine

[M Clayton]

I can't wait!

It's the final episode of 24 in just 18 minutes!!

I'll post something with more value for money later.

[M Clayton]

So I didn't get round to typing another post last night.

Can you blame me really? 24 was that exciting that I had to have a lie down in a darkened room to calm down.

Fan-blooming-tastic!

That show is clearly one of the best on television - it's on a par with Six Feet Under and Scrubs in my "must drop everything and watch" stakes. And now it's over

No doubt my Sunday evenings will be filled with useless rubbish until its return in the New Year.


I've had a busy day and I currently stink of turps. I'll leave you to work out why (hint: I am not a solvent abuser).

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I've finished one half of my Herculean task. The front of the house is looking posh. I even fitted a new number plaque thingy and a new porch light. We're all set to welcome visitors again and what thanks do I get?

Good, now finish the job. Oh, by the way, you missed a bit

:x

I bit my tongue like a good boy and I live to fight another day.

It's getting late unfortunately, so you'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out all about my argument with the man from the GMC...

Currently Watching: Nowt. (Non Yorkshire translation - Nothing)

Currently Listening to: The awesome sound of silence (well, almost - the PC fan is humming away in the background)

Currently reading: The eighth edition of the First Aid Manual

[M Clayton]

As promised, I'm going to explain how it was that I managed to end up in a pretty heated argument with someone from the General Medical Council.

As you're all no doubt aware by now, I am a member of St. John Ambulance and somehow ended up setting up a LINKS unit (click me!) at the university. The fact that I, and a large number of our members, am a medical student led to those high up in the organisation asking me how the medical school teaches various aspects of the course involving, amonst other things, First Aid and the treatment of critical patients.

I opened a massive, silo sized, can of worms by happening to mention that it wasn't considered that First Aid beyond the level of basic CPR was necessary in the pre clinical phases. This was probably enough to upset a lot of folk but I had to keep my big mouth in gear and let slip that the use of the Bag and Valve Mask (BVM) is trained as part of the Basic Life support modules.

Why this would annoy someone isn't at all obvious until you realise that the Resus Council (UK) recently issued a statement effectively banning the training of First Aid staff in the use of BVM, no matter what their experience level. The reasons given were that First Aiders would not get sufficient practice to maintain their efficiency in the technique. Taken that way, teaching BVM to pre clinical med students is going against the guidance of the resus council.

I mentioned this to the man from the GMC (on the advice of someone pretty senior people at National Headquarters) and it kind of blew up in my face. I managed to get into a pretty heated argument regarding the need for a medical student to be taught First Aid.

Needless to say, nothing's likely to change any time soon!

Currently Watching: Alan Partridge (Hot Topic!!)

Currently Listening to: Radio Norwich!

Currently reading: The ABC of Resuscitation

Current Mood: Bouyant