Today, I should have been taking my anatomy and physiology exam before going onto my elective placement.
After the exam I would no doubt have felt like celebrating, as it would have meant I had almost completed my first year. Some of my fellow students were planning trips to far-flung destinations to complete six weeks of placement before their summer holidays started.
Instead, we have not set foot in a classroom since March, all the placements for first years have been cancelled and our lectures and interactions are now all online.
When I am sat doing my assignments, with my laptop on my knee and textbooks to the side of me, it sometimes feels as though nothing has changed.
But then suddenly I am reminded of the pandemic. On a daily walk I see the eerily still shop windows still boasting mannequins now sweltering in their winter coats, Easter displays with sunbleached paper decorations and empty restaurants.
The busiest time for the NHS, it seems, is the quietest place anywhere outside of the hospital.