Last night I did the unthinkable. I signed up for the list of clinicians willing to back into the National Health Service for at least the next six months. I haven’t done a blog for a while so appologies for that. I am good, in fact really good. The focus now on life is looking after my two little brats and being daddy day care. I have also got into a new hobby which is radio presenting…. I literally am living the dream Alan Partridge Style. It is likely that if I ever do get to do it professionally than my slot will be even earlier than Alans “up with the partridge” – likely 0300 – 0400, just to ensure only the drunk or stoned are listening.
Leaving the NHS has been like a grieving process, taking out the PTSD for a bit. This is saying goodbye to normality and all that one knows. I loved my friends in the service, I loved them. We made each other laugh, cried together and found the funny side in the most messed up of situations.
I have moved on. I was ready to practice clinically again but likely doing private event cover and potentially some lecturing at Unis. Essentially Nee Naws and were over and I am so bloody pleased about that. This means no violance, no people calling 999 for sore throats or a stubbed toe. That said when I stubbed my toe it I personally wanted HEMS to land in the garden immediately… It was up there with man flu crisis.
The country and the world is facing a crisis which we have never had in peacetime. This is war. People will die. – I am just this second listening to a clip from LBC, a ITU Constultant called Dr “Jack” who just said this experience of seeing this potential hell will change him forever. https://youtu.be/tQD4B_hmdvo
This will change me again, C-PTSD and its recover has changed me as a person.
So many of us have suffered and suffered for years of the shite we have witnessed and the way the public has demanded us like an amazon order at 0200. “Its your job, I pay your wages” rubbish rubbish rubbish. – I never want to go back. I never want to go back. I must go back.
We all became Doctors, Nurses, Paramedics, Ambulance Control Staff, AHPs, Reception, Porters etc etc to make a difference. We all must now treat this like it is a War. There will be casualties but our duty with any skills is to fight it head on.
I personally cant wait to listen to you on radio Captain!
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We all thank you for your service. This are strange times and no one knows what’s coming next.
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Having read some of your blog this morning James, I am moved to tears. If I could give you any of the strength I have to help you as you face the next 6 months I’d willingly send it over. Simple words don’t express my thanks adequately. God be with you on the front line and protect your rear guard. Love to you and your precious family
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Oh thank you darling Jules, but I am doing ok. I think its just all mucking in at the moment and everyone hopefully can do their bit x
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Huge admiration! I can totally relate to feeling that your vocation is a part of you but please do all you can to protect yourself! Always here if you want to talk xx
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