Y
ou get used to it quite quickly, really. Creeping
out of the house early, one last glance at the tree
glistening, presents strewn underneath, knowing
you won’t be there to see them opened. The last
click of the door as you leave Christmas behind
for another year. Because while everyone else
is seeing what Santa left them, you’ll be on
the labour ward delivering a different kind
of Christmas present, or down in A&E – how
can I put this – retrieving what someone’s got stuck up their chimney.
Of the seven Christmases I was an obs and gynae doctor, I worked for
six of them. And I was far from alone. Every year, hundreds of thousands
of NHS staff forgo chewing on overdone turkey and squabbling over board
games to do what would be unthinkable for so many other people: spending
Christmas away from their loved ones. Because while the rest of the
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His first book, a medical
memoir about life in
A&E, was a huge
bestseller. Here, author,
comic and former
junior doctor Adam Kay
shares his joyful, poignant
- and darkly
funny – Christmas
moments on
the wards
Twas the
NIGHTSHIFT
before
Christmas