And then along the years, got caught up in surgical training, Royal College exams, getting a consultant post, establishing a breast reconstruction service, having a family and getting that balance right......and it slipped from the conscious mind. The tremendous changes to the NHS in the last few years started to take their toll. This year's constant oppressing bureaucracy made me question whether I wished to continue.......
And then I got THE CARD. With so many happy faces. I cried. For it has reminded me again why I chose to be a doctor and a surgeon. And I would do all those years all over again and put up with almost anything, just to get such a card and make a difference to so many of 'my ladies'.
Will I feel the same in years to come if the spirit continues to be crushed? I do really hope so and that I continue to be strong and resilient. Because collectively, as a profession we care and we always will, especially if we all stand together.