I remember when I got my pen licence in Grade 3. I was so proud. Mrs Fuhnell gave out brightly coloured certificates and I treasured mine for what seemed like ages.

Last week, I got my clearance certificate from my surgeon, allowing me to return to work after six long months of surgery, recovery and rehabilitation after rupturing my Achilles tendon.

Holding that sheet of paper in my hand felt a lot like that pen licence from a half a lifetime ago.

I can be a Nurse again.

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