A debate on quality and safety in healthcare
In approximately 48 hours I will know whether or not that last 5 years of hard work, blood sweat and tears have culminated in a PhD (or more likely, a PhD subject to minor or major amendments – I’d be over the moon with either). How do I feel? My emotions are behaving tumultuously; acutely panicked one moment and confidently excited at others, with every possible emotion in between. I cannot possibly begin to describe the disappointment and anguish I anticipate should I have to resubmit for a lower degree, or worse, no degree at all. This is not what I worked for and is therefore completely unacceptable. Most annoyingly because I currently perform at post-doctoral level in my Research Fellow post. I construct methodological frameworks for complex social problems, I convert these frameworks into grant applications, my most recent one has been short listed and I am waiting to here whether or not it has been successful. Can you imagine my confusion should I be successful in securing £306,000 of NIHR research money, but not my doctorate? Despite the limitations I openly recognise with my research (and there are many by my medical science standards, although less so by social science standard), the PhD has done its job and has trained a researcher. I hope this is both evident in my viva and counts for something.
Fingers crossed that next time I communicate with you, I have good news! For now, I shall return to the last of my viva prep and being the countdown to 1pm on June 12th 2014.