First day

Nothing says it's my first day better than turning up late to the clinic because you were lost. No in a town no bigger than 13k people, you cant get lost in the maze of streets, or blame it on traffic jam. We did have a legitimate reason for being late, albeit a rather stupid one. We went to the wrong clinic.

We got up early, dressed and had breakfast, ready for the first day at the medical centre. Two weeks of rural GPing starts here. We drove down the road, following the iPhone instructions and found the place easily. We went in, introduced ourselves, sat down and start to admire the brand new building, the size of the practice, and how busy it is for a rural practice for a good 15 minutes. Then a lady came to introduce herself, explaining that she's coordinator of the place and they weren't expecting 3 medical students from Flinders..they had spent the past 15 minutes calling their contacts trying to figure out who we were and why we were there. It didn't take long to figure out that the person we've been in contact with is located in another medical centre, and we were given the right direction to get there. Phew. I didn't make the same mistake for the rest of the day, and chop the wrong leg off of the wrong person. I wanted to.

It was a good day nevertheless, the GPs are welcoming, the pharma rep brought hot lunch, the receptionists are nice, and the nurse let me jab someone with Fluvax with promise of more needlework tomorrow.

My GP is the most laid back doctor ever. He asked me if I wanted to do any work for this two weeks, or if I just wanted a nice holiday. "some people come here for holiday, and you guys have to study throughout the whole year anyway, I wouldn't mind." How understanding! I managed to catch a yes from him for letting me consult some patients and minor surgeries tomorrow as he was running out the door at 2pm in the afternoon having finished for the day.

Tomorrow will be awesomer :)