I feel fake

Shock horror, this is not a post primarily about mental health. On Friday I had a minor operation which, long story short, is going to help headaches and breathing. Didn't exactly go to plan, but I still got home on Saturday. Since then all had been ok, aside from the expected pain, bleeding... and absolute…

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… what just happened?

Ok. I'm not sure what day it is, but it's 0140 in the morning. I'm on night shift 2 of 3, and I'm somehow still awake and functioning. Taking primary care of a tracheotomy that keeps deflating (yay). No, I have not abandoned my patient to blog: I'm sat in the corner of the room.…

Life’s Crossroads

We all know the image of the lost person standing at the crossroads, with signs pointing in every direction. That's where I was, at 1300 yesterday as I left the train station. I was stressed: 'occupational health' is... it's... ugh. I can't remember a single meeting like this that has gone well. I can't remember…

This really is happening

I think the initial 'ohgoshwhyIhateeverythingwhyagain' phase has ended. I have accepted that, yet again, I am going to have to prove to a group of disbelieving people that I am not a crazy, axe-wielding murderer (... it feels like that anyway). Thing is, thinking rationally I am in a much better stance to do that.…

Lightning Strikes Twice

Ok. Last year I had a whole load of s**t with a volunteer group in York. At the end of it, their trustee suggested I go to a different group that do a very similar job. They've been fantastic they really have. I was open from the start, which was really hard. It seems to…