Sad

Spot of comedy on the Saturday morning ward round: nurse opens baby's nappy and lifts its legs up to change it, when the baby explodes! There is poo on 3 of the 4 walls of the incubator, while the (arguably rather cute for a 30-something weeker) baby lies in the only clean corner, looking brightly about her as if nothing has happened.

Well, I'm out to the shops (not that I need anything) just to be out in the sunshine (a rarity in these parts) as I go onto night shifts again tonight. Night shifts are RUBBISH - they ruin your physical and mental health and destroy any semblance of a social life you had before. I am sure they could also quite easily destroy a marriage or a family. In fact, I think perpetual night shifts would be a brilliant form of torture.