The container port

A day that felt never ending. I arrived in my office at 0730, and left it at 1730 to cycle home. In those ten hours I was in Zoom meetings, seeing patients, writing notes, discussing patient care with nursing staff, fielding calls about approving an admission, answering emails. I did get enough coffee, and was able to eat lunch while writing the Mental Health Act papers for one patient. 

As I left the unit I saw that the container port lights were on and got a blippable photo.