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Some days when I am on call there are three voices in my head that respond to people’s problems.

Client: My rat is having trouble giving birth and has been going overnight.

Voice 1: Rat? WFT? I don’t know how to treat a birthing rat!

Voice 2: C’mon, she’s obviously really worried about it, otherwise she wouldn’t have rung the emergency service.

Voice 3: Now this we have to see.

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It’s getting really bad, especially when I work the weekends. Weeks and days just merge together and there’s no sense of the start or end of the week. There’s no break to look forward to, and my days off become “recovery time” where I madly try to make up for everything that I didn’t do during the week.

I’m forgetting which day of the week it is and as such my ability to org anise anything is plummeting.

I did 60 hours last week, with three nights on call after work, and got called back in three times for emergencies.

It helps a lot having my partner living with me, but I still feel like I’m running ragged every day.

So please forgive my recent absence.

When confronted by two extremely obese Labradors and the couple that own them.

Me: “So what do they get to eat?”

Wife: “Oh, they get a cup of dry food each.”

Me: “Well that’s good…”

Wife: “…twice a day.”

Husband: “And toast”

Wife: “Oh yes, but no butter.”

Husband: “And rice with gravy at dinner time. And a bone at bedtime so we can get some sleep.”

Seriously- I couldn’t make these up.