Bastard bollocks ( revisited)
I'm fuming, tired,in pain and discombobulated. I have not had a good day this day and to quote Monty Python: I didn't want to be a nurse!I wanted to be a Lumberjack. Rough day. Lots of negative emotion felt this day. I've been absolutely run ragged, which can be part of the job of course,but its much harder to stomach when you're a fat recovering alkie with arthritic knees and, going off my ankle right now, arthritic ankle as well. Sometimes its hard to grin and bear it. Although it does become an art form in nursing. And although in the previous blog,I talked about catastrophising small situations to give the addictive brain a reason to crave, today has literally just been a genuine rough day. The alkie brain is like " Oh! You havent exagerrated things like you usually do! " So of course thoughts of booze and off licenses emerged and to be fair that pissed me off as it just added to the day. I spent a large part of the day mut...