yesterday was possibly one of the worst days of my life.
Paul went out for a bike ride and took nearly 3 hours to come home - i was beside myself with worry as he's never usually gone any longer than 1.5hrs. turns out he'd got 2 punctures throughout the ride, but it had been so long and with no reply to my texts, I was starting to freak every time i heard a car thinking it would be the police coming to tell me he'd been in an accident or something.
by the time he got home i was so relieved but so amazingly angry at the same time.
I ended up going for a walk to clear my head, 3.5miles in an hour flat, which isn't bad considering it's all hills around here and it was still really really warm.
I got home at 8 and within seconds of being in the door, the phone began ringing, it was my parents, I instantly knew something was up as they rarely phone me, i'm the one who phones them.
it was my mum, and again by the tone of her voice I could instantly tell something was up.
mum had gone for tests for post-menopausal bleeding back in november, had received the all-clear and told it was just polyps, which she had removed. seemingly the bleeding returned so mum was off to the docs again, who sent her for CTs, MRIs, the works.
she's got endometrial cancer.
prognosis is very good, she's going in for a full hysterectomy (plus surrounding lymph glands) next weds, she'll be in for about 5 days and then she's going on a 5 week course of radiotherapy. from what she said, they are confident the cancer is contained to the uterus and are just doing the radiotherapy as a precaution.
mum seems very positive about it all, which is good.
I'm still trying to get my head around it though.
after we hung up, I text a few people, I even text Paul because I just knew I wouldn't be able to say the words without totally breaking down.
Paul's dad has offered to watch the boys if we want to go down to London, but I said I didn't want to - my reason being if I go down I'm not going to want to come back up until she's through the other side of this, and mum wouldn't want me to jeopardise uni because of this.
Lyna tried to phone, but my phone was on the verge of dying, i had less than 1% battery, so it was in the other room charging when she called. but to be honest I don't think I could have answered anyway- i think i probably would have just instantly broken down.
even now I don't think I'm ready to actually talk about it yet - typing is fine, I can distance myself from the emotions when I'm typing.... but I've been avoiding actual people contact as much as possible - i think it's coz if I don't have to make myself look people in the eye and say the words, i can kinda convince myself that this isn't really happening. yes I'm in denial, but at least I know I am (wow, those boring psychology lectures did come in useful afterall...)
I'm fortunate I'm not in uni until friday - I can just hide away in my own little bubble until then. I'm reasonably confident I can just go in, get this ESC done and get out without too much drama. Zumba will be harder, but i feel i still need to go - i need it for me: for my health and keeping my life, and i need it for the distraction. I was considering going tonight for the distraction, but I know I'm totally not ready to face people yet.
Wednesday 23 June 2010
Saturday 19 June 2010
drumlanrig bike ride
today we went down to Drumlanrig castle to go for a bike ride, they've got numerous trails throughout the ground which are colour coded to show the experience level you need - they have loads of green ones (novice level) so we thought it'd be perfect.
We first started getting sorted to go at just before 11... Paul was attaching the new bike rack to the tow bar just to discover that there was a wiring fault and only half the lights were working... so he had to do some digging about and eventually found that there was a connection (or something) not wired together properly actually within the car.
So eventually, gone 12, we set off.
now I don't know if it's just me, but there seems to be roadworks EVERYWHERE in ayrshire at the moment, so we got held up at a fair few of those, then we got to this wee village called Kirkconnel just in time for the only road through being shut off for Gala Day... literally if we'd been there 30 seconds earlier we would have got through! instead we were stationary for the best part of half an hour waiting for the parade to go up the main street, turn and come back down again.
so, after over an hour after we set off, we eventually arrived at the castle.
by this time, my fuse was already pretty worn.
Caelan was bearly out the car a couple of minutes, had begun carrying on, tripped over his bike and very closely avoided giving himself a castration with a pedal! instead he ended up with quite a spectacular graze along the top inside of his thigh.
Well I just about blew, I feel horrible about it in hindsight, but everything had been going wrong all morning and I just really couldn't take any more, so I hauled him up and dragged him to the car so at least he wasn't wailing in the full view of the public!
quick patch up and he was good to go.
Paul chose the trail we'd be following, supposedly mainly flat with 1 short sharp incline.
1 short sharp incline my arse!
we must have walked the first km because it was too steep for Caelan to pedal up, we eventually reached a flat and Caelan fell off 3 times within the space of about 30m, then came ANOTHER uphill bit, so off the bikes again and pushing....
eventually came to a downhill and despite being told to use his brakes, he didn't and ended up going head first into the banking at the side which is overgrown with weeds and thorns.
so we were back to the walking, again.
got to one of the wee lochs there and had a sit down so Caelan could have a snack, he was still moaning incessantly about his hand and we eventually found he still had a teeny tiny thorn still stuck in it from when he'd landed in the banking.
after a wee sit down, we carried on - on a flat, actually on our bikes.
and then we came to ANOTHER hill.
by this point i was just about ready for heading back, I'd really just had about enough as I could cope with. Novice trail my arse, ok it's been a while but I'm no novice when it comes to bikes and even I was struggling with the inclines!
we eventually got to a part of the trail which is private road which was downhill, and so for the last 3km or so I think we did actually ride most of it back to the car park, and to be fair, Caelan did really very well, considering he's not been riding without stabilisers for very long.
I think I'd chilled out a bit by this time, thankfully! I had a wee sit down in the sun while Paul took Caelan and Kieren to the gift shop.
when they came back we decided to go for another wee ride, just down the castle drive to the road and back, but it still took us about a half hour due to it being slightly uphill all the way back up and the fact that the castle had just closed so there was a pretty steady stream of cars coming towards us.
eventually all sorted and got into the car to head back home, Paul was driving pretty fast (within the limit, but mind these are windy country roads!), esp around the corners - now considering I had that spin just over a week ago, my nerves are still a little tattered from the experience, so I had a white knuckle grip on the door handle and arm rest, thankfully Paul noticed and did actually slow down a fair bit. we got home in 1 piece, fit to fight another day.
AND since I got my new seat my arse doesn't hurt, which is good considering my legs and abdominals are still really sore after Zumba on thurs and fri!
We first started getting sorted to go at just before 11... Paul was attaching the new bike rack to the tow bar just to discover that there was a wiring fault and only half the lights were working... so he had to do some digging about and eventually found that there was a connection (or something) not wired together properly actually within the car.
So eventually, gone 12, we set off.
now I don't know if it's just me, but there seems to be roadworks EVERYWHERE in ayrshire at the moment, so we got held up at a fair few of those, then we got to this wee village called Kirkconnel just in time for the only road through being shut off for Gala Day... literally if we'd been there 30 seconds earlier we would have got through! instead we were stationary for the best part of half an hour waiting for the parade to go up the main street, turn and come back down again.
so, after over an hour after we set off, we eventually arrived at the castle.
by this time, my fuse was already pretty worn.
Caelan was bearly out the car a couple of minutes, had begun carrying on, tripped over his bike and very closely avoided giving himself a castration with a pedal! instead he ended up with quite a spectacular graze along the top inside of his thigh.
Well I just about blew, I feel horrible about it in hindsight, but everything had been going wrong all morning and I just really couldn't take any more, so I hauled him up and dragged him to the car so at least he wasn't wailing in the full view of the public!
quick patch up and he was good to go.
Paul chose the trail we'd be following, supposedly mainly flat with 1 short sharp incline.
1 short sharp incline my arse!
we must have walked the first km because it was too steep for Caelan to pedal up, we eventually reached a flat and Caelan fell off 3 times within the space of about 30m, then came ANOTHER uphill bit, so off the bikes again and pushing....
eventually came to a downhill and despite being told to use his brakes, he didn't and ended up going head first into the banking at the side which is overgrown with weeds and thorns.
so we were back to the walking, again.
got to one of the wee lochs there and had a sit down so Caelan could have a snack, he was still moaning incessantly about his hand and we eventually found he still had a teeny tiny thorn still stuck in it from when he'd landed in the banking.
after a wee sit down, we carried on - on a flat, actually on our bikes.
and then we came to ANOTHER hill.
by this point i was just about ready for heading back, I'd really just had about enough as I could cope with. Novice trail my arse, ok it's been a while but I'm no novice when it comes to bikes and even I was struggling with the inclines!
we eventually got to a part of the trail which is private road which was downhill, and so for the last 3km or so I think we did actually ride most of it back to the car park, and to be fair, Caelan did really very well, considering he's not been riding without stabilisers for very long.
I think I'd chilled out a bit by this time, thankfully! I had a wee sit down in the sun while Paul took Caelan and Kieren to the gift shop.
when they came back we decided to go for another wee ride, just down the castle drive to the road and back, but it still took us about a half hour due to it being slightly uphill all the way back up and the fact that the castle had just closed so there was a pretty steady stream of cars coming towards us.
eventually all sorted and got into the car to head back home, Paul was driving pretty fast (within the limit, but mind these are windy country roads!), esp around the corners - now considering I had that spin just over a week ago, my nerves are still a little tattered from the experience, so I had a white knuckle grip on the door handle and arm rest, thankfully Paul noticed and did actually slow down a fair bit. we got home in 1 piece, fit to fight another day.
AND since I got my new seat my arse doesn't hurt, which is good considering my legs and abdominals are still really sore after Zumba on thurs and fri!
Thursday 17 June 2010
telephonophobia
I've had telephonophobia for as long as I can remember, for those who don't know it's the irrational fear of using the phone. it's under the class of a social anxiety disorder.
sounds silly huh? well that's what makes it a phobia.
I have no idea how it started, but for as long as i can remember I've always avoided the phone like the plague.
My heart always starts racing when the phone rings, I feel cold and clammy, I feel light headed and sick to my stomach. this even happens when I'm listening to the radio and they're making calls, I have to turn over. I'm even getting clammy hands just writing about it.
I only ever answer the phone if the caller ID shows up and it's someone I know really well, but on bad days I can only really answer the phone if it's my parents or Paul.
I avoid making phonecalls at all costs, if I can text, e-mail, write a letter or even talk to the person in the flesh I will do that rather than making the call.
of course there are times when I've had no choice, like when we get our placements through from Uni - in those cases I have to do it very spur of the moment and get it over and done with or the anxiety just builds and builds and builds, but I'm usually sitting there shaking like a leaf throughout the whole call and for quite a while afterwards.
I know it all sounds so incredibly silly - what's the worst that can happen, right?
many a time I have been told to "just get over it" and believe me, if I had any say in the matter I would, but it's not quite as simple as that.
i guess a lot of it comes down to what society accepts - society readily accepts that people have phobias of spiders and snakes... animals which I keep as pets, but phobias such as using the telephone are less accepted and just deemed as 'silly' when in actuality, they are no more silly than having a fear over a teeny tiny house spider which poses absolutely no treat to us humans at all.
having telephonophobia has a huge impact on my daily life, in today's world it is hard to make it through a single day without the phone coming into play at some point. during my last placement the phone would ring continually, but i always ensured that i was never left at the desk alone - else I made myself scarce in case it did ring.
I know I am going to have to "get over it" at some point, LD nursing is very much community based and involves a lot of communication via phone - but it's gonna be a long slow process - so please don't say to me "just get over it" like I have a choice in the matter, because I don't.
sounds silly huh? well that's what makes it a phobia.
I have no idea how it started, but for as long as i can remember I've always avoided the phone like the plague.
My heart always starts racing when the phone rings, I feel cold and clammy, I feel light headed and sick to my stomach. this even happens when I'm listening to the radio and they're making calls, I have to turn over. I'm even getting clammy hands just writing about it.
I only ever answer the phone if the caller ID shows up and it's someone I know really well, but on bad days I can only really answer the phone if it's my parents or Paul.
I avoid making phonecalls at all costs, if I can text, e-mail, write a letter or even talk to the person in the flesh I will do that rather than making the call.
of course there are times when I've had no choice, like when we get our placements through from Uni - in those cases I have to do it very spur of the moment and get it over and done with or the anxiety just builds and builds and builds, but I'm usually sitting there shaking like a leaf throughout the whole call and for quite a while afterwards.
I know it all sounds so incredibly silly - what's the worst that can happen, right?
many a time I have been told to "just get over it" and believe me, if I had any say in the matter I would, but it's not quite as simple as that.
i guess a lot of it comes down to what society accepts - society readily accepts that people have phobias of spiders and snakes... animals which I keep as pets, but phobias such as using the telephone are less accepted and just deemed as 'silly' when in actuality, they are no more silly than having a fear over a teeny tiny house spider which poses absolutely no treat to us humans at all.
having telephonophobia has a huge impact on my daily life, in today's world it is hard to make it through a single day without the phone coming into play at some point. during my last placement the phone would ring continually, but i always ensured that i was never left at the desk alone - else I made myself scarce in case it did ring.
I know I am going to have to "get over it" at some point, LD nursing is very much community based and involves a lot of communication via phone - but it's gonna be a long slow process - so please don't say to me "just get over it" like I have a choice in the matter, because I don't.
Saturday 12 June 2010
sore sore sore!
we did a straight through class at Zumba on thurs, boy it was hard work- esp as we did all of the manic songs AND the squats, I have NO idea how I made it to the end, but I did :) the atmosphere was bloody electric! had the most amazing time :)
I got yelled at again, but hey, what's new? lol. it was during the squats, I knew I wasn't doing them all that great at all, but my legs had completely given up by that point, so I just took the yelling and prayed for the end to come quickly... it's really not right how much pleasure that woman gets out of inflicting pain on others! lmao!
no class on fri due to dance exams, AF decided to show up for the first time in nearly a year, so I was pretty much incapacitated anyway...
today we went up to Whitelee wind farm - it's the largest wind farm in europe with 140 turbines, now... I always knew they were big, but OMG you don't really appreciate quite how massive they are until you're standing right underneath one! if you've ever watched the movie 'Contact', the big machine they make - well the turbines make a noise not too dissimilar to that, it was quite scary for a bit! we went for a bike ride there, which went OK- Caelan struggled quite a bit with the hills, his bike really is too small for him now which I think is half the problem, but we can't fit the stabalisers onto the bigger one because of it having gears.
I quickly figured out why it is mountain bike riders tend to ride standing up - OMG my arse is SO sore, and my bike is a proper mountain bike with really good suspension too! am searching ebay for one of those gel seat cover things. but apart from the sore bum, really enjoyed the bike ride :)
I was afraid about falling off as I've not actually been on a bike ride for.... well... a lot of years, but I was fine - up until we were leaving the main wind farm section back to the car park, pushing the bike through the gate I caught my ankle on the pedal, which has spikes to grip your shoe - it ripped quite a bit of skin off, cut quite deep in a couple of places and it's bloody stinging! - Paul's got all manner of bike repair stuff now which he faithfully carries about with him, but did he even have as much as a plaster of a first aid kit with him?!
we went into the visitor centre afterwards where we had a bite to eat and drink, they have a wee exhibit there about the turbines and a little craft section where kids can make these little pin-wheel things, but OMG all I did was ask Caelan if he wanted a shot and the lady running it totally snapped at me saying "now just hold on!" that she was doing it in groups and he'd just have to wait! I'm sorry I didn't realise making pin-wheels was so amazingly complicated that you couldn't just help the kids out as and when! *rolls eyes*
no matter how nice a day is, there's always someone who spoils it...
so anyway, I'm home and I'm sore! sore bum, sore thighs and a sore ankle - yes I'm looking for sympathy! lol I'm not holding out much hope of being able to walk come tomorrow... prob a good thing that I wont be able to get to Zumba until thurs this week....
oooh - I passed my Physiology exam :) 77% which considering I bearly revised at all for it (I was too concerned with psychology) I am bloody chuffed with! I've passed the module with 84.75% :)
still waiting on psychology results, they should be out this week, as should our next placement details - but I aint holding my breath on either!
I got yelled at again, but hey, what's new? lol. it was during the squats, I knew I wasn't doing them all that great at all, but my legs had completely given up by that point, so I just took the yelling and prayed for the end to come quickly... it's really not right how much pleasure that woman gets out of inflicting pain on others! lmao!
no class on fri due to dance exams, AF decided to show up for the first time in nearly a year, so I was pretty much incapacitated anyway...
today we went up to Whitelee wind farm - it's the largest wind farm in europe with 140 turbines, now... I always knew they were big, but OMG you don't really appreciate quite how massive they are until you're standing right underneath one! if you've ever watched the movie 'Contact', the big machine they make - well the turbines make a noise not too dissimilar to that, it was quite scary for a bit! we went for a bike ride there, which went OK- Caelan struggled quite a bit with the hills, his bike really is too small for him now which I think is half the problem, but we can't fit the stabalisers onto the bigger one because of it having gears.
I quickly figured out why it is mountain bike riders tend to ride standing up - OMG my arse is SO sore, and my bike is a proper mountain bike with really good suspension too! am searching ebay for one of those gel seat cover things. but apart from the sore bum, really enjoyed the bike ride :)
I was afraid about falling off as I've not actually been on a bike ride for.... well... a lot of years, but I was fine - up until we were leaving the main wind farm section back to the car park, pushing the bike through the gate I caught my ankle on the pedal, which has spikes to grip your shoe - it ripped quite a bit of skin off, cut quite deep in a couple of places and it's bloody stinging! - Paul's got all manner of bike repair stuff now which he faithfully carries about with him, but did he even have as much as a plaster of a first aid kit with him?!
we went into the visitor centre afterwards where we had a bite to eat and drink, they have a wee exhibit there about the turbines and a little craft section where kids can make these little pin-wheel things, but OMG all I did was ask Caelan if he wanted a shot and the lady running it totally snapped at me saying "now just hold on!" that she was doing it in groups and he'd just have to wait! I'm sorry I didn't realise making pin-wheels was so amazingly complicated that you couldn't just help the kids out as and when! *rolls eyes*
no matter how nice a day is, there's always someone who spoils it...
so anyway, I'm home and I'm sore! sore bum, sore thighs and a sore ankle - yes I'm looking for sympathy! lol I'm not holding out much hope of being able to walk come tomorrow... prob a good thing that I wont be able to get to Zumba until thurs this week....
oooh - I passed my Physiology exam :) 77% which considering I bearly revised at all for it (I was too concerned with psychology) I am bloody chuffed with! I've passed the module with 84.75% :)
still waiting on psychology results, they should be out this week, as should our next placement details - but I aint holding my breath on either!
Thursday 10 June 2010
my life flashed before my eyes!
to fully get the story i've got to back track to Monday.
I was at placement, so couldn't make Zumba, but I knew Mel was going, I also knew Paul would have Caelan in Ayr from taking Kieren to Cadets, so I had texted Mel saying I could give her a lift home when I collected Caelan, as I would be arriving in Ayr just around about 8 anyway.
turns out it was very fortunate I had offered the lift, as Chris (Mel's hubby) lost his wallet and bus pass at some point (they think when they went to leave the bus) and so were kinda stranded!
I met Mel in the hall after class had finished and introduced Caelan to Lyna, he was in a bit of a silly mood, so she tackled him to the floor and began tickling him, she then gave him a kiss which I think mortified him - lmao! what on earth would his wee girlfriend, Leah, say?! hehe
anyway, so that was monday - on tuesday was Mel and Chris' first infertility appointment, but because of the loss of Chris' wallet and buss pass, they were talking about having to cancel the appoinment, which would mean probably another 4 to 6 month wait for another one to come around, so... since I wasn't starting placement til 12:30, I offered them a lift in.
we were just on the final approach to the hospital, just coming off a roundabout when I must have hit a patch of oil on the road (not helped by the fact that is was raining!) - all I can really remember is the feel of the wheels going out from underneath the car and it just not responding at all to however i moved the steering wheel and the feel of it nearly going into a roll - next thing I remember is us coming to a stop - according to Mel what happened was we began to snake, hit the curb, bounced off of that and did a complete 360 spin before coming to a stop.
we ended up facing across the lanes, blocking 2 of them. we are SO incredibly fortunate that the road was completely empty when we spun or I have no doubt either we would have hit someone or someone would have hit us. if the cars that were behind us had just been even a couple of seconds earlier....
the car had stalled and initially I couldn't get it re-started, I remember looking at the sat-nav and thinking "worst comes to the worst, the hospital is just up the road, they could walk from here and still get to their appointment in time". thankfully i did manage to get the car re-started and after making sure everyone was OK, we carried on.
the car is OK, steering alignment is off just slightly but considering what could have been...
our nerves, on the other hand, took a bit more of a beating. I still have the shakes 2 days later and am having mini freak-outs every time the wind blows the car (it was really gusty yesterday, too!) and I know Mel really got quite a fright too.
I still went to my placement afterwards, all-be-it very cautiously, but I decided against going to Zumba that night, which I'd planned to do and was really looking forward to, my nerves were just completely in tatters and I don't think driving to somewhere I don't know would have done me any good, even if I had got there I don't think I was in any sort of fit emotional state to really have made the most of the class.
but I am not letting it get the better of me, I'm still going out in my car, despite the mini freak-outs, and I AM going to get to zumba tonight!
I was at placement, so couldn't make Zumba, but I knew Mel was going, I also knew Paul would have Caelan in Ayr from taking Kieren to Cadets, so I had texted Mel saying I could give her a lift home when I collected Caelan, as I would be arriving in Ayr just around about 8 anyway.
turns out it was very fortunate I had offered the lift, as Chris (Mel's hubby) lost his wallet and bus pass at some point (they think when they went to leave the bus) and so were kinda stranded!
I met Mel in the hall after class had finished and introduced Caelan to Lyna, he was in a bit of a silly mood, so she tackled him to the floor and began tickling him, she then gave him a kiss which I think mortified him - lmao! what on earth would his wee girlfriend, Leah, say?! hehe
anyway, so that was monday - on tuesday was Mel and Chris' first infertility appointment, but because of the loss of Chris' wallet and buss pass, they were talking about having to cancel the appoinment, which would mean probably another 4 to 6 month wait for another one to come around, so... since I wasn't starting placement til 12:30, I offered them a lift in.
we were just on the final approach to the hospital, just coming off a roundabout when I must have hit a patch of oil on the road (not helped by the fact that is was raining!) - all I can really remember is the feel of the wheels going out from underneath the car and it just not responding at all to however i moved the steering wheel and the feel of it nearly going into a roll - next thing I remember is us coming to a stop - according to Mel what happened was we began to snake, hit the curb, bounced off of that and did a complete 360 spin before coming to a stop.
we ended up facing across the lanes, blocking 2 of them. we are SO incredibly fortunate that the road was completely empty when we spun or I have no doubt either we would have hit someone or someone would have hit us. if the cars that were behind us had just been even a couple of seconds earlier....
the car had stalled and initially I couldn't get it re-started, I remember looking at the sat-nav and thinking "worst comes to the worst, the hospital is just up the road, they could walk from here and still get to their appointment in time". thankfully i did manage to get the car re-started and after making sure everyone was OK, we carried on.
the car is OK, steering alignment is off just slightly but considering what could have been...
our nerves, on the other hand, took a bit more of a beating. I still have the shakes 2 days later and am having mini freak-outs every time the wind blows the car (it was really gusty yesterday, too!) and I know Mel really got quite a fright too.
I still went to my placement afterwards, all-be-it very cautiously, but I decided against going to Zumba that night, which I'd planned to do and was really looking forward to, my nerves were just completely in tatters and I don't think driving to somewhere I don't know would have done me any good, even if I had got there I don't think I was in any sort of fit emotional state to really have made the most of the class.
but I am not letting it get the better of me, I'm still going out in my car, despite the mini freak-outs, and I AM going to get to zumba tonight!
Sunday 6 June 2010
sleep, travel, placement, travel and repeat!
that has pretty much been my week so far, up at 4:40, out the house for just before 5:50, drive to placement, work for 12 1/4hrs, travel home and pretty much fall straight back into bed!
this week I had 4 shifts on the trot and really, come the end of the 4th day, my brain had given up.
I am loving my placement still - really feel as though I'm getting into the swing of it now, I'm getting to know the routine of the place, what I can and can't do, what the different abilities of most of the patients are - i'm getting into the swing of the drugs cart and am slowly learning about what the different drugs are for.
I've done more injections than I can keep track of! lol
the downside to placement (apart from the not seeing the family between shifts!) is the fact I've not been getting to my Zumba classes - last monday i got let out at just gone 6 and if I'd had my stuff with me I prob could have made the Ayr class by the skin of my teeth... I think I might keep my stuff in the car just in case from now on. it depends which staff are on, some are happy to send us packing as soon as it starts quietening down for the evening, whereas others keep us there to the end.
but I got to class on friday - yeah I probably wasn't really in any fit state considering how many shifts I'd worked and how little I'd slept, but ah well :)
had a fab time, but OMG what a class to go back to after not having been in nearly 2 weeks! so many new routines! to be honest come about 40 mins in i'm not sure if my legs were doing anything close to what they were supposed to be doing lol didn't help Lyna was yelling at me to move faster during the mad jumpy song which I really don't like! lmao! come the cool down I was more than ready for it, and considering I'd not been to a class in 2wks and really not done any stretching in between, I still managed to bend myself in half without much problem :)
anyway - i've got loads to crack on with - got some reading up to do before going out with the community physical disability nurse on tues and really really need to get more cleanliness champions done (urgh...)
this week I had 4 shifts on the trot and really, come the end of the 4th day, my brain had given up.
I am loving my placement still - really feel as though I'm getting into the swing of it now, I'm getting to know the routine of the place, what I can and can't do, what the different abilities of most of the patients are - i'm getting into the swing of the drugs cart and am slowly learning about what the different drugs are for.
I've done more injections than I can keep track of! lol
the downside to placement (apart from the not seeing the family between shifts!) is the fact I've not been getting to my Zumba classes - last monday i got let out at just gone 6 and if I'd had my stuff with me I prob could have made the Ayr class by the skin of my teeth... I think I might keep my stuff in the car just in case from now on. it depends which staff are on, some are happy to send us packing as soon as it starts quietening down for the evening, whereas others keep us there to the end.
but I got to class on friday - yeah I probably wasn't really in any fit state considering how many shifts I'd worked and how little I'd slept, but ah well :)
had a fab time, but OMG what a class to go back to after not having been in nearly 2 weeks! so many new routines! to be honest come about 40 mins in i'm not sure if my legs were doing anything close to what they were supposed to be doing lol didn't help Lyna was yelling at me to move faster during the mad jumpy song which I really don't like! lmao! come the cool down I was more than ready for it, and considering I'd not been to a class in 2wks and really not done any stretching in between, I still managed to bend myself in half without much problem :)
anyway - i've got loads to crack on with - got some reading up to do before going out with the community physical disability nurse on tues and really really need to get more cleanliness champions done (urgh...)
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