New Year

Well here we are, 2014. The end of 2013 marks the end of a long difficult year, full of ups and downs.
From the first anniversary of my dads passing, though to being selected to go on the St John Trainers course. All whist fighting the ongoing battle with the black dog.

I can not see 2014 being any different. As I have come to a conclusion that no matter what year it is, life is always a mix bag of ups and downs. New years resolutions come and go, however the mixed bag is always there, so I decided on a easy resolution. To carry on fighting the back dog as I have done over the last 12 months.

Talking of a mixed bag, that can be used to explain my Job over the last 12 months. During the year a member of the department I work in injured himself in a way that put him off work for 6 months. I started to cover one part of his duties, locking/ unlocking our Baschurch campus.

Then as part of my job is being a handyperson. (PC I know). So I was asked to look at a few thing, and by the end of the six months I was doing a relief caretaker type job when at the campus. No skin of my nose, yet another string to my bow.

So now i am a relief caretaker for Baschurch Campus, I end up doing job over there. Like working with Nicky on temporary sleeping accommodation arriving on site before term starts Monday.

The Truck and the TSA

This is what I was doing today with Nicky. Getting the tracks down for the truck, guiding the driver down them, help getting them into position, then we had to work hard to get the truck back onto the car park.

It had been raining on and off all over Christmas, and the ground was wet to say the least. At one point I did wonder if it should of been issued it own flood warning, as it passed me going on firing a jet of muddy water out from under one of the track boards, directly at me. And no I don't have a photo of myself after that event.

After getting even more muddier packing up the trackway, the truck driver was due a break (by law) so we retired to the caretakers workshop/ tea room, nickname 'the shed' for a well deserved hot drink and a warm up.

So it was then that I realised, same sort of stuff different year.

Till next time Dear Reader, Stay Safe.

why!

I have not posted for the last couple of week as I have been preoccupied, trying to get a doctor requested follow up appointment.

I hear you saying "why trying". well my GP surgery has had the wonderful idea of playing around with the appointment system.

First it was speak to triage nurse, then the receptionist could book me but not for the date I want as the system only does two weeks. Then it was back to having to speak to the triage nurse, who says "We are now doing appointment on the day, ring up at 8am the day you want an appointment and book it for that day"

Great way to make you feel like they want to help you. does it matter I fighting the black dog and running low on anti depressants.
 
Why Can't they just get a system stay with it, instead of changing it every week confusing people trying to get a appointment.

I don't know about anyone else, however my boss like a bit of notice that I am going to be going to a GP appointment. and I try to get them outside my working hours if possible.  

I just wonder sometimes what priority mental health care has.

Till next time Dear Reader, Stay Safe. 

Dear blog, sorry for being a way so long

yet another sorry for not posting, post.

It has been a few days off a year since my last post. Why well I have had a hell of a time. and not been up for posting.

My world has been shaken and changed. It started with one phone call and all weirdness broke out. Now I don't know how much i want to post about it. I may do a full posting of that night, in my usual style of my other now resting blog some time in the future. However, at the moment. I think it would be too painful for some people that come across my blog to read and for me to write. 

My dad died in November last year. Mum called saying she could not wake him, when i got there, there was signs to do CPR. As the first person there able to do it. I did. 

And at the moment that as much i can write about it.

since then I have fallen off social media a bit. I think it may be time to try and get back on to social media, as I only use it on a friday when the trunk of funk is on. The only time of the week where the black dog has a nap for 3 hours and i can lose myself in the world of funk.


Till next time Dear Reader, Stay Safe.