Today

Today has been about hospital visits, waiting, reflecting and job hunting.  Having spent most of the day in North Block at the Royal Berkshire Hospital it was good to get home.  I have a huge amount of respect for the hospital and the staff that work there.  Despite all that has gone on at RBH both personally and with those close to me I can only hold the hospital and the staff in very high regard.  The level of care has always been without question and the friendly, warm and welcoming nature of the staff made all the trials and tribulations easer to deal with.  Walking past, through and spending time in the areas where mum, my dad and me have and had did make me feel uncomfortable and uneasy but not sad.  Buying a cup of tea from the same café that saw me and mum arguing over who will pay not a few years ago felt strange, she won.  Walking down the same corridors and stairs, she refused to use the lifts and or buggy service even when we were back and forth from one end of the hospital to the other several times a day.  Instead we made use of the many benches and chairs on route to rest and get a second wind.  Mum was a determined soul and had strength of character right up until she left us.  There were some subjects that always made mum bristle a little, my brother was one of them.  Because of Bob, mum’s tumor, her last days were spent in a coma but everyday I talked to her, gave her updates on what was going on in the world.  Every time I mentioned my brothers name her finger would twitch or she would grumble.  I took comfort in the assurances that she was comfortable and the nursing staff did everything they could to help both my mum and me.  I had a little smile when I past the court yard where I had my jumping up and down session thanks to the unbelievable actions of relatives failing to take into mum’s wishes.  Apparently I put a smile on the staff and a few patients that paid witness to it.

The memories are sitting easer now and I am not afraid to revisit them as much now which is difficult not to do when visiting the place where most of them are from.  Whilst waiting and reflecting it got me thinking and I thought that if I have to move out of the flat what is to stop me moving somewhere near a hospital and getting a job there?  It is something to add to the list for sure, I would feel very proud to work in a hospital, not as a member of the medical staff but in a supporting role.

I spent the afternoon looking at what jobs are available in and around where I live, see if there is anything of interest and expanding the search area a bit wider.  I have enjoyed starting work early in the mornings as it gives me the rest of the day to play with.  I might explore jobs working nights or unsocial hours in a little more depth.  My experience as an online shopper has certainly been a good one and given me food for thought.   Well the CV updated I fired off a couple of applications and registered my interest in a couple of companies.  I am still getting emails from job searches for IT roles despite removing all reference of that sector but the delete button is on a short finger stretch away.

Aside from work tomorrow I am spending my day getting the flat ready for visit on Friday and delving a little bit deeper into the job market.

Well that is all for now, take care.

Until the next time.

Si x

P.S. Who's turn is it now?