It’s been a hard week

I don’t know why, but this week has felt exceptionally busy at work. From the moment I set foot in the door to the close of day, I feel I am rushing. I am the kind of person who likes to plan, to be organised and this week I have felt my plans going awry and my organisational skills challenged.

I have a new colleague and am helping to support her in her new role. I have another colleague I am also supporting. I am happy to do so, for both of them, but it adds to the challenge of my week. I have been sworn at by a patient’s family member on the phone and hung up on. I have had another patient’s family member be – well… less than patient, when I slipped up and forgot to do something. There are times when you just feel like saying, ‘Hey! Be kind to me. I am human too!’ but I bite my tongue and try to do my best.

It doesn’t help that I have still been waking up most nights with shooting pains in my left leg from my hip all the way down my leg. Pain that can last quite some time and make it difficult to get back to sleep. 3.00am and 5.00am seem to be favourite times for this to happen. Now for the cherry on top, my hip is also sore during the day and every time I get up I limp.

So, I am having a ‘pity party’ tonight. I am sore, I am tired, I am disgruntled with how I have been treated by those I am trying my best to support – patient’s family members, not my colleagues, that is.

This Blog is not all sunshine and roses. Life is not all sunshine and roses. This week has been a challenge. If stress is not good for someone with Parkinson’s, this week has certainly not been good for me.

Oh well, this weekend we are going into the city for the night and going out for dinner. We will have a nice weekend and hopefully I will leave this feeling of being ‘out of sorts’ behind me and start next week afresh.

Hopefully, next week will be better.

Published by kiwipommysue

I work in health and have been with the same supportive team for over 7 years. They are all aware of my diagnosis and this helps tremendously especially while I get used to the idea of my diagnosis. My parents both had Parkinsons, so I guess my odds were higher than most.

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