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The view from the other side

As a junior doctor working in a busy teaching hospital, I have become accustomed to arriving at work in the morning and being greeted by a barrage of requests from the nursing staff. Last Thursday morning I noticed that the questions seemed slightly different: “When did you last have a drink?” “Who’s your next of kin?” “Can you provide a urine sample?” It was a day of surgery admissions and I, for a change, was a patient.

As I was escorted towards the operating theatre, a …