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Baby Doctor Poem

A Day In The Life Of A Baby Doctor

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Pooja Parekh

 

Waking up half an hour early and spending at least 10 GBP currency

To get scrubs from a scrubs dispenser cos the NHS is so fancy(!)

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Running into ward round with no time for a coffee

Who am I kidding, we have no mugs or milk for patients, let alone me

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Shining through my admin role of writing neatly and quickly

We see all the premies in NICU 1, 2 and 3

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As it is Paediatrics and we are all nice people

We lunch and dine together, even give away our apple

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The afternoon is spent changing feeds and vent settings

Inserting lines, performing cruss' in between alarm rings

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Once the bleep is in our hands and we have to run to deliveries

We're deafened by screaming mothers thanks to the birds and the bees

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Terrified dads and crying grandparents are usually around

Pictures aren't allowed until the baby has crowned

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Between the midwifery madness and obstetric tricks

Sometimes the baby doesn't cry and I'm stuck in a fix

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The neonatal team are crash called as I perform life-saving resuscitation

You may call it stressful but I call it adrenaline-pumped fun

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On a good day we have "normal" babies, rooting and pooping

They have head to toe baby checks and the bleep rarely rings(!)

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All I want at the end of a day like this is some strong smelling coffee

Especially if what you're offering is spill-proof and free!

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