Other than a huge crisis of confidence. Up here, working away fine on placement. No real issues to report, everyone is lovely if a bit involved with everyone elses personal life, but such are the pitfall of small town living.
I'm wondering if this is the right thing for me?
Not that I doubt myself but I wonder if its all worth it? Talking to some recently qualified third years and apparently there is no work. 3 years of no money, hard graft and being treated like a second rate citizen at times and theres no work at the end of it. I'm trying not to panic but what if its all been for nothing? What if I can't find work and have to go work in Asda with a nursing degree under my belt, or worse yet, return to the OFFICE? How will you cope with the new quieter, mre refined me? I am a lady. Almost.
I'm fed up with the paperwork. An intrinsic part of nursing right there, but ye gads its scunnering.
Husband has just left after being up to visit for a few days and I now have the rest of the day off, had I known I would have swapped my day off for a back shift. Moan moan.
Campbeltown: Beautiful. Scenery is gorgeous. Admittedly not a lot to do and its quite disconcerting not being as anonymous as you are in Glasgow. Theres no such thing as a "quiet drink" as everyone not only knows everyone else but want to know you too. I am however finding the solitude rather refreshing and the time away has done me good. The staff on the ward are trying to convince me there is a hospital ghost by rining bedside buzzers and then hiding in wardrobes/round the corner to try and make me think its the ghostie.
Also the ward is built on some sort of fertility leyline. 6 of the staff have went off in the past year for maternity leave. Rabbits I tell you. So I'm getting warned left right and centre from the Care Assisstants to invest in a decent TV for the flat. Tried explaining that husband is in Glasgow and I would be in major trouble if I pitched back to Glasgow in a delicate condition.
Still horrendously broody though. The thought of waiting til 30 to have my first child makes me feel a bit... strange. And that 30 is based on finding work to make sure I reap maternity benefits. Or in a years time I might just think "Fuck it" and do it anyway.
Monday, 12 October 2009
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3 comments:
Whit's wrong with waiting till 30 for kids????
Mind some of us reading are at that delicate age ;-)
I don't know. I just feel very undettled at the moment, life is not everything I anticpate it to be.
I know what you mean. 3 in my family are preggers and the wee bio clock is ringing like big ben!!!
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