英语翻译How lucky you are to be a doctor..." Anyone who's a doctor is right out of luck,I thought.Anyone who's studying medicine should have his head examined.You may think I want to change my job.Well,at the moment I do.As one of my friends says

英语翻译How lucky you are to be a doctor..." Anyone who's a doctor is right out of luck,I thought.Anyone who's studying medicine should have his head examined.You may think I want to change my job.Well,at the moment I do.As one of my friends says
英语翻译
How lucky you are to be a doctor..." Anyone who's a doctor is right out of luck,I thought.Anyone who's studying medicine should have his head examined.
You may think I want to change my job.Well,at the moment I do.As one of my friends says－even doctors have a few friends－it's all experience.Experience!I don't need such experience.I need a warm,comfortable,undisturbed bed of my own.I need it badly.I need all telephones to be thrown down the nearest well,that's what I need.
All these thoughts fly round my head as I drive my Mini (微型汽车) through the foggy streets of East London at 45 a.m.on a December morning.I am a ministering angel in a Mini with a heavy coat and a bag of medicines.As I speed down Lea Bridge in the dark at this horrible morning hour,the heater first blowing hot then cold,my back aching from the carseat,I do not feel like a ministering angel.I wish I were on the beach in Southern France.Call me a bad doctor if you like.Call me what you will.But don't call me at half past three on a December morning for an earache that you have had for two weeks.
Of course,being a doctor isn't really all bad.We do have our moments.Once in a while people are ill,once in a while you can help,once in a while you get given a cup of tea and rockhard cake at two o'clock in the morning－then you worry if you have done everything.But all too often 'everything' is a repeating rule:look,listen,feel,tap.Pills,injection,phone,ambulance,away to the next.
And then there is always the cool,warm voice of the girl on the switchboard(总机) of the emergency bed service who will get your patient into hospital for you－the pleasant voice that comes to you as you stand in the cold,dark,smelly,dirty telephone box somewhere in a dangerous section of town.Oh,it has its moments,this life does.

英语翻译How lucky you are to be a doctor..." Anyone who's a doctor is right out of luck,I thought.Anyone who's studying medicine should have his head examined.You may think I want to change my job.Well,at the moment I do.As one of my friends says
How lucky you are to be a doctor...
你是多么的幸运,成为一名医生…
" Anyone who's a doctor is right out of luck,I thought.
“任何人的医生是正确的运气不好,我想.
Anyone who's studying medicine should have his head examined.
任何人谁是学医应该检查他的头.
You may think I want to change my job.
你可能会认为我想要改变我的工作.
Well,at the moment I do.
目前我做的.
As one of my friends says－even doctors have a few friends－it's all experience.
作为我的一个朋友says-even医生有几个朋友都是经验.
Experience!
体验!
I don't need such experience.
我不需要这样的经验.
I need a warm,comfortable,undisturbed bed of my own.
我需要一个温暖,舒适,安静的我自己的床上.
I need it badly.
我是迫切的需要.
I need all telephones to be thrown down the nearest well,that's what I need.
我需要所有的电话扔到最近的好,这是我所需要的东西.
All these thoughts fly round my head as I drive my Mini (微型汽车) through the foggy streets of East London at
所有这些想法绕飞我的头当我驾驶迷你(微型汽车)通过在3雾蒙蒙的东伦敦的街道吗?
45 a.m.on a December morning.
45 a .m .12月一天的早晨.
I am a ministering angel in a Mini with a heavy coat and a bag of medicines.
我是一个在一个迷你天使布道厚实的外套和一袋药物.
As I speed down Lea Bridge in the dark at this horrible morning hour,the heater first blowing hot then cold,my back aching from the carseat,I do not feel like a ministering angel.
当我在黑暗中降速Lea桥在这可怕的早晨小时,加热器第一吹热那么冷,我的背疼痛从婴儿车上,我不觉得自己像一个班次的天使.
I wish I were on the beach in Southern France.
我希望我是在法国南部的沙滩上.
Call me a bad doctor if you like.
如果你喜欢叫我坏医生.
Call me what you will.
你会打电话给我.
But don't call me at half past three on a December morning for an earache that you have had for two weeks.
但是不要叫我12月早上3点半的耳痛,你有两个星期了.
Of course,being a doctor isn't really all bad.
当然,作为一个医生并非全是坏事.
We do have our moments.
我们有我们的时刻.
Once in a while people are ill,once in a while you can help,once in a while you get given a cup of tea and rockhard cake at two o'clock in the morning－then you worry if you have done everything.
偶尔人们生病,偶尔你可以帮助,偶尔会给你一杯茶和蛋糕rockhard两点钟morning-then你担心如果你所做的一切.
But all too often 'everything' is a repeating rule:look,listen,feel,tap.
但是经常“一切”是一个重复的规则:看,听,感觉,挖掘.
Pills,injection,phone,ambulance,away to the next.
药物、注射、电话,救护车,到下一个.
And then there is always the cool,warm voice of the girl on the switchboard(总机) of the emergency bed service who will get your patient into hospital for you－the pleasant voice that comes to you as you stand in the cold,dark,smelly,dirty telephone box somewhere in a dangerous section of town.
然后总是很酷,温暖的声音交换机上的女孩(总机)的紧急床服务将让你的病人到医院你愉快的声音,当你站在寒冷、黑暗、臭、肮脏的电话亭在城市的一个危险区域.
Oh,it has its moments,this life does.
哦,它有它的时刻,这种生活.

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你能成为医生是多么幸运 ..... 我想，谁当了医生谁倒霉才对，任何学医的人都该去检查一下脑袋。
你可能以为我想转换工作。 那么，此刻我是。 正如我的一个朋友说，即使医生有几个朋友——那全都是经历。 经历！ 我才不需要这样的经历。 我要一张温暖、舒适，不受打扰的床，属于我自己的床。 我太需要床了！ 我想把所有的电话都投进最靠近的井里，这就是我需要的。
在一个12月份的清晨3时45分，我一边开著我的“迷你”小汽车在伦敦东部大雾蒙胧的街道穿插，一边正胡思乱想著这些东西。 我是一个悬壶济世的天使，驾著“迷你”小汽车，身穿厚厚的大衣，拿著一包药物。 在这个可怕的零晨时份，正当我在黑暗中在Lea桥减速，加热器先吹热风再吹冷风，我靠在汽车座椅上的背隐隐作痛，我不再觉得自己像个天使。 我多希望正身处法国南部的海滩。 要爱叫我烂医生就叫吧，爱怎么叫就怎么叫，但不要在12月份的清晨3时45分叫我出诊，去替你诊治那发了两周的耳痛。
当然，身为医生，也不是全是坏事， 我们也有不错的时候。 间中会有人生病，有时你能帮助他们，有时在凌晨两点，有人请你喝杯茶和吃片硬得跟石头似的蛋糕，然后你担心自己是否把一切该做的都做全了。 但往往“一切该做的”就是重复的守则：看、听、感受、点按。药丸、注射、电话、救护车，然后离开。
在紧急病床服务电话总台的女孩，总是带著那副不温不火就是腔调，把你的病人送到医院里——当你站在城中的危险区的某处的一个电话亭里，那里又冷又黑，又臭又脏，而另一端就传来那悦耳的声音。哦，总有这样的时刻，我的生活就是这样。

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“作为一名医生你真幸运啊……”，我原以为一个人身为医生真是与幸运无缘。选择药剂专业的人真该检查一下自己的脑子是不是出问题了。
你或许以为我想换份工作了。呃，此时此刻我有这样的冲动。正如我的朋友们所言——即使医生也还是有些许朋友的——一切皆成回忆。回忆！我不需要这样的回忆。我需要一个温暖，舒适而且不被打扰的小床，专属于我一个人的。我太需要了。我想把所有电话都扔进最近的井里，这才...

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“作为一名医生你真幸运啊……”，我原以为一个人身为医生真是与幸运无缘。选择药剂专业的人真该检查一下自己的脑子是不是出问题了。
你或许以为我想换份工作了。呃，此时此刻我有这样的冲动。正如我的朋友们所言——即使医生也还是有些许朋友的——一切皆成回忆。回忆！我不需要这样的回忆。我需要一个温暖，舒适而且不被打扰的小床，专属于我一个人的。我太需要了。我想把所有电话都扔进最近的井里，这才是我所想要做的。
所有上述想法如白驹过隙般一闪而过，此时正是十二月的凌晨3:45，而我正开着自己的微型汽车穿梭于东伦敦的街道中。微型汽车内的我成了一名身穿厚重外套的救护天使，还带有一包药品。在这个阴森的夜里，我摸黑低速行驶在李桥上，车内的空调刚开始吹的还是热风，不一会就变成冷风了，我的后背被车座弄的生疼，此时的我丝毫没有感到自己像救护天使。真希望自己能躺在法国南部的沙滩上。如果你想就叫我坏医生。你想叫什么叫什么吧。但请不要在十二月份凌晨3点半的时候因为耳朵疼了两个礼拜打电话给我。
当然，作为一名医生也不总是走霉运。我们的确有自己的时刻。凌晨两点钟，偶尔有人们得个小病，恰巧你能帮上忙，时不时地你会接过一杯茶饮，还有一块像岩石一样坚硬的点心——此时你会担心自己做的是否一切妥当。但是，往往这个“一切”不过是循环规则：望、闻、切以及抽检。吃药、注射、接电话，救护车，继续往下走。
然后，传来了紧急住院服务部总机接线员那酷酷地、温暖可人的声音，正是他们使得病人住进医院。当你还在小镇某区域哆哆索索地呆在一个黑漆漆，臭哄哄，脏兮兮的电话厅里的时候，这一惬意的嗓音业已悠然地飘进你的耳朵里了。哎，万物皆有时，这就是生活。

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