I won’t forget last Thursday as long as I live

The plan I had for this week’s blog went out the window on Thursday night this week, for what turned out to be a night I shall never forget. Each year, my colleague and I take our amazing Dorset heart failure team out for a Christmas meal, and this year’s event was on Thursday at a local pub/restaurant. We had all sat down, crackers were pulled, and starters had just been served.

Suddenly, an incredibly fraught woman ran into the area of the restaurant we were in shouting ‘is anyone here a doctor?’ The look on her face told its own story, something serious was up……

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