July 23rd 2021
Today was my sister’s last day as a doctor. Instead of trying to do her justice with a speech of my own, I will let her speak in her own words below. Though what I will say is this:
Kirstyn, I am so proud of you. I am proud of you for becoming a doctor, and I am proud of you for deciding to put yourself and your mental health first in deciding to give it up.
Here’s what she said:
Today I hang up my stethoscope for the final time.
After working as a doctor in the NHS for 5 years (and a pandemic thrown in for good measure), I have just finished my last ever shift.
Some people have told me I’m crazy, some people have said I’m brave. Truth be told I think it probably lies somewhere between the two. But I can not even explain the overwhelming relief I am feeling right now.
Graduating and becoming a doctor is, and probably will always be, one of my greatest achievements. I have had some fantastic and rewarding experiences working in hospitals, but equally I have witnessed utter devastation that will probably stay with me for the rest of my life.
I picked this as my career when I was a teenager watching Casualty with my parents, but sometimes the career you pick at 14 is very different than the one you live through at 30. And that’s OK. It’s never too late to start on a new path.
So here’s to happiness, a new chapter and a well earned few months break before figuring out what’s next for me.
Beyond grateful to my love, my family and my friends for their support over the years, I wouldn’t have lasted as long as I did without you! ❤
Until tomorrow, you are a rockstar, Kirstyn.