Have you ever had that weird dream where you’re told that you didn’t actually graduate from medical school and you’re not a real doctor after all?

In half-sleep, maybe you remember those late nights studying, the little thrill of finally understanding some convoluted physiological concept, and that exhilaration of realisation you’ve just passed your final exams.

Then, as a junior doctor, the hard yards, those frantically busy nights on call.

You’ll remember sitting with patients in their darkest hours, and recall that you’ve even saved lives.