Today is my kid's birthday.

Oh, I refer most of my junior doctors 'my children'.

I managed to buy him a delicious peach fruit cake.

The rests were kind enough to stay back waiting for us sending a bleeder to Intensive Care Unit before we changed ourself to a happier tune and cut the cake.

WX was even more pathetic. He hugged the patient's file that he was half discharging to 2 levels above just to be in time for the cake. Oh, did I mention he took the stairs?! ' Eating cake is more important than discharging patient' as he claimed.

SL took ages to come. I texted her saying: ASAP. The cake is desaturating and haemodynamically unstable. We have to CPR soon... ( or more accurately resuscitate ourselves with the cake because we were so freaking hungry!)

We doctors tend to 'medicalize' everything nowadays.

Happy birthday kiddo, you are one year closer to death.

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 4:49 AM