I must be doing something right at my new job, as it appears that I’ve now been head-hunted by another department. I found out that my services were required via an email out of the blue, and I had to pinch myself when I realised who it was from – one of the administrators in a brand spanking new, multi-million pound building, which has only been open a couple of months. I had a sneaky peek inside it a few weeks ago and was overawed with it’s magnificence … and I’ll now be freelancing in it!
The even better part is that it fits in perfectly with my other work, so it’ll simply be an additional source of income as and when I’m needed. OMG, it even has actual palm trees inside, yes, real palm trees! It’ll be like having a holiday but getting paid to be there. I’m so stupidly excited I feel I could burst at any minute. Woo hoo…!
As my cardiologist insists that my blood pressure drops below impending stroke range immediately (if not sooner), I’ve now been given a brand new monitor to use at home for the next eight days so that they can discover whether the figures are genuinely sky high 24/7, or if I’m simply suffering ‘white coat syndrome‘ whenever I’m within range of an NHS facility. It’s all fancy with buttons that beep – how exciting (mustn’t get too excited or the numbers will go up even higher).
The initial reading was, in fact, low (that’s a first), but I guess by this time next week I’ll be closer to finding out whether or not further cardiac intervention will be required. Just as well I didn’t have to do this last week while I was getting sozzled every night in the land of ‘all sheep and no vowels’!
What a truly amazing day I’ve had, courtesy of my gorgeous, grown-up twin daughters. I met up with them mid-morning, close to the local railway station, from where we travelled to a place I hadn’t been in donkeys years. It was my first time on a train in over 9 years and I was stupidly excited. On arrival we headed straight for the town centre where browsing market stalls and girly shopping stuff was the order of the day.
Lunchtime we went to a really lovely ‘gastro pub’ and I was treated to the most delicious sandwiches on earth. They then surprised me further by presenting me with the most fabulous solid gold ear-rings! We then did more shopping and ate yummy ice creams before heading off to a nearby waterfront where we admired glorious boaty things until it was time to make the return trip back home.
I can’t even begin to explain how wonderful it felt to be given such a lot of very happy memories to take home with me. I love my special girlies as big as the sky. I always have, and I always will…
I’m really enjoying my new job and apparently I’m doing quite well as I’ve already been asked to cover other staff members shifts on several occasions when they’ve been unable to get to work. This is apparently rare for a newbie so I must be doing something right. I’ve also just been given my first monthly pay packet and I have to say I was so excited I could barely rip the envelope open. It took a while for all the information to sink in – this really is all mine! YIPPEEEEEEEE!
Not only am I getting paid to work alongside a really lovely team of people, I also now have my very own company email address and therefore potentially have access to a vast number of benefits which I was previously unaware of, such as “good local deals, shopping cards and exclusive privileges – available only to staff.”
This really is a whole new world to me – and I LOVE it!
It’s been a few years since I was the ‘new girl’ at work, and today began with last-minute nerves and a touch of OCD as I checked, double-checked and triple-checked that I had everything I needed before leaving the house at stupid o’clock in the morning. I knew I’d completed the required training and that I’d read the work manual so many times I could probably sail through Mastermind with it as my specialist subject, but it’s surprising how easily your brain can empty during a thirty minute walk.
On arrival I nervously introduced myself to my Senior, who immediately put me at my ease by shaking my hand and giving me a very warm welcome to the team. All of my adult life I’ve secretly yearned to be a part of large and important organisation, and when a member of the public approached me, after noticing my brand new ID card hanging from my neck, and asked “Excuse me, do you work here?” I could barely contain my pride at being able to reply “Yes I do, how can I help you?”
Who knew you could earn so much money doing something that makes you THIS excited!?
“You do KNOW you have a heart murmur don’t you?!” were the 10 little words that tumbled out of the doctor’s mouth after rummaging around with his stethoscope down the front of my t-shirt. “Erm…..” I couldn’t speak. He had another rummage and confirmed “Yes, I can definitely hear one”.
I’d actually booked to see a temporary Gp at my local surgery for a blood pressure review as my usual one was away. The nurse who’d seen me a few days earlier confirmed that my blood pressure remains sky high and therefore the new medications weren’t working; to be frankly honest, this new information wasn’t exactly helpful in that department! (Although I guess it might explain the high readings along with an apparently high pulse rate).
Quite how this malfunction hadn’t been spotted during the numerous medical examinations I’d had in the past I have no idea, but hopefully all will become clearer once I’ve seen the heart specialist for my echo-cardiogram. I’m now trying NOT to focus on the fact that my father died from heart problems, and am choosing to be thankful that it’s been spotted (better late than never) and I’m excited about a whole new experience, rather than terrified of the implications. At least life’s never dull in my world!