Yesterday was quite full on at work and that wasn't because of the new students, but because we were getting ready for them. Sam and myself now have a new line manager and as she is also new to the job, it felt like as soon as I stepped through the lift door, it was a non stop barage of getting me up to speed.
And I had only been out a day.
I found the non-stop eagerness a little bit too much to handle and claustrophobic I'm afraid. I like to digest things at my own speed and we had already done something similar so it was straight sailing. But the eagerness turned into too much for too long and I shut off in the end and I really didn't want to offend her.
Today has confirmed to me that I am no longer embracing all these changes that are hurtling at us as easily as I'd like to, but you can't pick the speed that they come at you only how you handle them.
I survived the day though and I think without upsetting anyone, especially myself as getting upset gets you nowhere. I like this time of year and that helps. September always makes me feel full of promise. Everything feels like my first day back at school where I promise myself I'll try harder to be smarter. Nowadays I promise myself to be more tolerant. September reminds me of a new year at school. If you look at the hedges where the farmers have by now cut them quite drastically back, they remind me of some of the little boys in my infant and junior school days with drastic haircuts to save money! I find myself trying to turn over a new leaf and be a new improved me.
Still I have a new change coming my way and that manifests itself in a new piece of equipment which is coming to my home. This equipment is in the form of a stats machine that sends my readings down the phone line to the respiratory team. If my stats are lower than normal and I am normally pretty low at the best of the times, the nurse at the other end will contact me and advise that I'm about to snuff it! Hopefully I am winding you up there, but somehow I don't think they'd give me the equipment if I wasn't in some sort of danger. I am seriously trying to bust the NHS singlehanded here.
I will take all the changes work wise and health wise head on, but will digest them and contemplate them in my own time. Some times you have things thrust upon you, and some things are inevitable and it can be hard to see that change can come naturally as time passes. After all I have changed from a driver with road rage as I proved yesterday. Even when the dick on the Notley road said I should learn how to drive, I only told him 'not to be so anal you silly man' and drove on. So see change does come slowly, but you get there in the end!
Lots of love Debbie x
About Me
- Me...Debbie Burden... or known as Burders
- I'll be 55 this August... I've had bronchiectasis for ten years plus this year... End stage lung disease for the past year...been on oxygen for three years... and have I got used to it yet?... nah! I am now waiting for the biggie; a double lung and maybe a heart transplant. I love my life weirdly enough, because I have some wonderful family and friends who are with me every step of the way on my adventures, even though I embarrass them on a daily basis with my unorthodox way of looking at life. Not for the faint hearted!
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