Friday

Quietest  night for a long-long time, reminiscent of those dark days on 12b. Hindsight reveals them to have not been that dark after all.

But tonight is the quietest shift I feel I have worked since moving to 216 some fourteen months ago. You forget how hard it is to remain awake in these sort of conditions. It wasn't  helped by having a child with a terrible strider situated by the nursing station, who snored all night. The hypnotic rhythm of his laboured breathing made it very difficult to stay awake.

But all in all a very pleasant shift, I hope the remaining two are similar?

It couldn't last ...