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Apr. 7th, 2008 05:54 pmI AM FINISHED WITH CARING FOR ANOTHER FEW MONTHS. Thank goodness. I spent my last two hours of caring in the outpatients of a hospital appointment. We went for tea when waiting for some drugs. That is what caring should be, not "OH MY GOD HOW MANY ENEMAS DID THEY ADMINISTER LAST NIGHT?" which was roughly my thinking coming around 2.00pm today.
I am now being taken out in the evening, which is rather exciting. I should get changed and try to override my desperate feelings of exhaustion (8-5 shift, dudes, after a late shift last night - I am bushed) and have some good social time. I'm off to Preston tomorrow to meet Doc and talk about Doctor Who and reminisce about The Good Old Days in DocSoc and St A's and just generally have a bit of relaxation time. I can clearly get all my work for the next semester done in a week, obviously.
Oh, and I am DONE WITH CARING. This is so exciting that I am writing it down. It's not a bad job, but hell, I am so unsuited for it it's not funny.
I am now being taken out in the evening, which is rather exciting. I should get changed and try to override my desperate feelings of exhaustion (8-5 shift, dudes, after a late shift last night - I am bushed) and have some good social time. I'm off to Preston tomorrow to meet Doc and talk about Doctor Who and reminisce about The Good Old Days in DocSoc and St A's and just generally have a bit of relaxation time. I can clearly get all my work for the next semester done in a week, obviously.
Oh, and I am DONE WITH CARING. This is so exciting that I am writing it down. It's not a bad job, but hell, I am so unsuited for it it's not funny.
