It's Christmas

It really is Christmas. I've been to town and bought presents. I also had a gluwein and a hotdog at the Christmas market. I bought two pairs of black shoes and a coat.
Town looks beautiful in the snow, especially Albert Square. It's been snowing again. The Town Hall looks even better than usual with the big red Father Christmas outside and the busy people milling around the busy stalls. I got some German sausages too. They'll go well with the hampers I'm getting people for presents.
In work there has been a dramatic turnaround in the attitude of the consultant cardiologists. All of a sudden they can't do enough with me. There going to start symptom clinics to match our care pathways.
I'm chuffed also because last week on a ward round, yes I've been going on cardiology ward rounds, I made a diagnosis which startled and impressed my cardiology colleagues. I diagnosed a prolactinoma, just from the history. Weeell, they're easily impressed. Things aren't quite as good with the PCT.
So the Christmas tree is up, the ham is ordered, the presents are bought. Rachel and Emily are coming home.
It's Christmas!