The 4th August. It's really not that far away now and not long until I start many a long and grueling year pulling along the rickety rickshaw of the responsibility of being a doctor.
They say moving house is the most stressful time in life - I'm thinking that maybe the first day is going to be my most stressful day. I've managed to start reading "Trust Me, I'm a Junior Doctor" again and it's really beginning to freak me out a bit! Although EWTD will probably be useful in controlling what used to be a horrendous work/life balance, I have a sneaking feeling that mistakes and deaths are less than two weeks away for the poor citizens of Juniorville.
As yet, I don't even have any idea how many fellow jobbing juniors I'll be working with! Baptism of fire, I guess you await me with open arms!