Tag: mental health nurse

My body now: A good measure of time, but more clock shaped than hourglass

So my husband and I have spent the last six months, navigating the unpredictable waters of pregnancy. Acne, back-ne, flatulence, back ache, swelling, bleeding gums, leaking nipples, constant hunger... and that's just my husband. To be honest, despite the usual slightly unpleasant but more impractical symptoms, it has been fairly smooth sailing thus far and … Continue reading My body now: A good measure of time, but more clock shaped than hourglass →

Trying to put the ‘organ’ back, in ‘organisation’

GIPHY Studios Originals When you work for a big organisation, it's easy to feel like a small fish in a big pond. You get lost in a sea of faces, most of whom you've never met. I affectionately refer to people according to their approximate occupation, e.g. "that guy from IT", or the group of … Continue reading Trying to put the ‘organ’ back, in ‘organisation’ →

Well, shit in my flower pot and call me a spectator!

This post has no meaningful, reflective discussion to it, though I'm sure it could be considered metaphorical in some ways...! I thought I'd share a random little incident that happened to me the other day, because my family found it amusing. So, when I'm home I like to sit in my big round arm chair … Continue reading Well, shit in my flower pot and call me a spectator! →

Roots

Here I stand- Tall. Strong. Steady. Stretching towards those Cumulus, effortlessly. This exposed skeleton, hidden beneath an impressive display of greens and reds. These leaves, an ecosystem of their own, nurturing others. The thick bark preventing any intrusion of what I hold dear to me inside; a barrier which has taken many years to create. … Continue reading Roots →