Thanks for popping in. Just thought I’d surface for an hour, have a little chat. You keep me company. It’s all very nice having single rooms, but it does get lonely.
Got a marvellous view from this respiratory wing too..let me see if I can add a photo . Blogging on your phone is always a challenge !
It’s a waiting game now. Empyema is pretty serious, so I just have to trust the process. The drain is still in my back, which makes the nights long. Maybe today the doctors will make a decision as to the next step.
That’s it, isn’t it? Just got to keep it in the day. No point in worrying about what hasn’t happened yet.
Quote for Today: Keep it in Today.
I met a beautiful young nurse from Trinidad yesterday. She had a lovely butterfly tattoo on her arm, and of course I admired it. It was in memory of her Grandad. Well, that set me off weeping. Then I saw she was in pain too, and fighting back the tears. So we talked. We connected. We cried. We opened up to each other. My pain was Dad and fear of surgery. Her pain was missing her family and loneliness. She’s only been here a fortnight. Knows nobody. The English are clearly bringing nursing staff in from all over the world to make up the staff shortfall, and she took the career chance of a lifetime to come over here. But the thing she wasn’t expecting is the isolation and – wait for it – the racism. Now you see, that makes my blood boil. Here we have a highly qualified nurse who WE brought in all the way from Trinidad, and ignorant white bigots won’t let her do her job. She is deeply shocked and sad. WHAT A SHITSHOW. Appalling behaviour. So I did the only right thing I could think to do. I suggested we swap numbers, which she was so happy about. And whilst she was putting my name in her phone, she said laughing, “you are officially my first English friend” To which I responded, “and you are officially my first Trinidadian friend!”
We’ve been texting back and forth. I suggested we do that, so that then, when she needs a friend, I’m on her radar.
I have been that girl alone abroad. In Spain and in Germany. It sucks. I made it and so will she.
If we human beings can’t be there for each other , then tell me. What is the point of anything?
love always Barb x x x