I have no idea what I’m going to do when I grow up.  It’s funny that I say when I grow up because I’m already a 30 year old man, with no wife, no kids and I’m going nowhere fast in life.

This is the beginning of my diary and well I’ve decided to keep one to try to keep track of my life as it plods along on its slow journey. Where am I going to end up in the end? Well I have no idea and I guess that your guess is as good as mine, probably better than mine cos I don’t seem to have any good ideas at the moment.

I work as a doctor, yeah I know, you’re now shouting at me: “What do you mean you have “no idea what you’re going to do when you grow up?”???? Hello!!! You’re a doctor!!!!!!!!!!”

And that’s fair enough, but I feel like I’ve kinda been wasting my life, I mean I’ve spent at 18 years of my life getting good grades at school and another 6 years after that, of my teenage-adult life, learning about the human body; the immune system, the toilet system, the brain and many other parts that I don’t really want to go through right now.

When I look back now, I kind of wished that I had done something else, maybe a job where I got to travel or maybe I could have been someone who didn’t have to spend most of their time looking at things that really shouldn’t be seen by any human being.

I spend most of my time at a hospital, working, looking after patients, reassuring some of them that they’re not going to die, having to tell others that they will and then there’s the family that I have to deal with, especially the ones who want to sue me for misconduct! That really pisses me off, like I’m the reason their beloved aunt, uncle, daughter, son, sister or whatever relation they have with the patient, died.

Sorry I don’t mean to say that, that’s my stress popping up to relieve me of the awfulness of life.  But there are also lots of good times being a doctor, when a coma patient wakes up and still thinks it’s the 1990’s, or when a patient recovers successfully from an operation, or even when a cancer patient finds their cancer disappearing because of the chemotherapy, that always manages to life my spirits and it really makes being a doctor worth while.

Well i guess that’s all I’m going to put as my first entry, now I have to go to bed, and yes it is only 9pm, but I’ve got to go to work around 6am tomorrow and I probably won’t finish until 9pm tomorrow.  So now tell me when can I have a love life with a wife and kids when I’m stuck working for longer than 12 hours most days???