The Start Of My Career
A Memory of Aldershot.
I spent my first period of nursing training in this hospital (now converted into luxury apartments I believe). I can remember its endlessly long corridor with wards off, left and right and flights of stairs to the upper floor. Oh how proud I was of my new ward uniform but equally scared as a novice student nurse, but quickly adapted and learned and before long I was doing my first stint on night duty, in charge of a whole wardful of soldiers, on my own with occasional visits from night sister. There was something actually soothing about quietly patrolling the ward in the wee small hours, with my torch, making sure everyone was comfortable and hopefully asleep. By the time I received a posting on to somewhere new, I knew the hospital intimately and missed it so much when the time came to walk out of its doors for the last time.
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