So on my way to the hospital this morning, I ran for the bus as it was leaving (three minutes early, might I add) and tripped over a chained fence that has foiled many before me. I showed up to the general medicine ward for the morning rotations and the nurses took immediate pity on me and dressed me up.
I feel rather sorry for myself. Mostly because I need to order a new lens for my glasses and because I can’t wash my hair, but also because I’m an idiot.
Michelle: tea drinker, med student, sometimes writer and dubious adult from Melbourne. This is a simple space for happenings, thoughts and occasional opinions that nobody really cares to hear.
My creative blog can be found at darlienne.tumblr.com and I also run an online mental health initiative.