I saw a patient die today. He went peacefully and I listened to his non-existent heart beat and lifted his upper eyelids to see his dilated pupils. I saw him wheeled out of the ward in a yellow body bag. May his family find peace.

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Thank goodness I'm only left with 3 days in this dept. I'm gonna die of boredom otherwise. The patients are old and boring and even when the HOD does his rounds it kinda feels half-hearted. Life was more meaningful last week. And my teacher, aka Doc. Hotpants is weird. She notices the most inconsequential things like me wearing different watches to sch. Then she throws all the work at me and sits at one side chit-chatting and playing with her hp. Stupid slacker shit.