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Wednesday, August 15th, 2007
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10:59 am
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10days old and so so cute.
We have 10 boys, 3 girls. All the girls are black bershires, the boys are 5 hoodies and 5 blackies. I THINK they are all of normal ear-type. But will be carriers of the dumbo ear gene.
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| Tuesday, August 7th, 2007
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3:03 am - Bubs!!!!
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I have a litter of 13!!! They are 4days old now, they were born on Friday, sometime in the day. I dont know the sexes yet, but with 13 Ive prob got plenty of both!. The bubs so far are the spits of the parents.
The Dad, Bollo, is a grey hooded dumbo. The grey is a lovely matt grey, like a smokey grey cat, and I hope some of his colour will come through in some babies.
The mum, Gremlin, is a shiny black berkshire type, with a white belly, feets and tail tip.
The bubs are 5 hooded, 8 dark selfs. Colours arent clear yet.
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| Sunday, June 3rd, 2007
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9:06 am
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Dear friends,
I am updating from inside the hospital. I am alone on only my 2nd ever night shift.
Outside of 9-5 mon-fri, A+E xray must be available at all hours of ever day. Its good money, but a 13hr shift, alone covering xrays required anywhere throughout the hospital. Patients such as neonates or ITU patients who are too ill to come down to us must be xrayed where they are. Consequently one can be pulled in 5 directions at once.
I started at 8pm, arrived on my bike as usual, starting my shift off with a splash of adrenaline. I arrived slightly flustered, and thw two girls from the day shift are keen to go. They hand over to me what still needs doing, i.e. the urgent inpatient requests who have to be sent for and brought down in their chairs/trolleys/beds to us by the porters.
As we complete our little handover, the bleep goes off announcing an adult trauma call. This means someone has been severly injured, is medically unstable, and will require portable xrays in the RESUS part of the main A+E. Its what you dont want to happen anytime really and i had not even started my shift practically!!
So I send the other two off, say I'll be fine, I'm excited and scared. Whatever comes along, I'll be dealing with it all alone. Only if it gets crazy busy, or they need me in theatre do i call in the standby person.
So I attend the trauma. He has just arrived, the paramedics, doctors, nurses, and a couple from orthopaedic surgery, to gauge the likelihood of the patient requiring out-of-hours surgery, are all there. You rarely see so many health professionals to one patient!
They are still assessing him, he is "strapped and trapped" to a back board with those orange immobilisers around his neck. They are putting lines in and attaching monitors. All the alarms on the monitors are bleeping, his heart rate is too fast, his blood pressur is falling, his blood oxygen levels are falling. I stand back and wait for them to be ready.
I discover he has come off a motorbike, and it makes it all the harder for me too watch. He is yelling in pain and confusion, saying his chest hurts. He is a 'John Doe', despite being seemingly awake, he cannot provide his details. He is a mess. Suddenly his heart stops and they strat chest compressions. This carries on for a few moments and then his heart rhythm continues on its own. They suspect he is bleeding into a lung and insert a chest drain. Now there is blood going everywhere, all over his trolley, pooling underneath him, and dripping onto the floor. I move in to perform a chest xray. I am wearing gloves but as i am reaching under the trolley, my arms get smeared with his blood. As I take the xray, everyone moves away from the radiation. When i am done, they swarm round him again, trying desparately to control the situation and stabilise him. The lead doctor is ordering bloods, and kits for this and that, he announces the patient is 'dying on us' and encourages haste!!
I leave, with instructions i will be called back to finish off later. The other xrays have dropped in priority. I return to my 'base' and process and 'send' the chest xray. I push him out of my mind and carry on. While away in RESUS, other patients are backing up. I work hard for an hour or so when I am called back to RESUS to do a second chest xray and a pelvis. The first chest xray had shown one lung full, full full, of blood, and this bleeding is causing his medical unstability. When I return, they have cut open his wall, and a huge clamp is hold this incision wide open. I can see right into this guys thorax, see his actual lung tissue. They are packing it with gauze, and have sterile theatre kits spread around him. I can't believe he's just been 'opened up' right there.
I am finding it all pretty hardcore and just focus on my task to basically enable me to carry on! I finish, return, process, send it, and carry on with other patients. The night doesn't slow and by 2am I have done 25 patients. (On a quieter night thats about what you can have in a whole night.
Later on an A+E doc pops in for something else, and i enquire after my biker John Doe. He is dead... I feel a lump in my throat. I want to cry but I can't allow myself. And I must just 'forget' and carry on.
How did I get here. And tell me again why I ride a motorbike??!!
Now its 8am, Its taken me all night to write this in bits. I'm relieved by day staff at 9am. I have done 39 patients. I have had a winks sleep. And have only had two fags all night. However at least I got those!
I also attended the special baby ward during the night, RESUS for two other patients, Theatres recovery for another patient. In my department I have seen a snapped femur, broken ankle, dislocated finger, subluxed AC joint, bruised and bloodied faces, a broken jaw. Blah de blah blah blah.
Gotta dash xxx
current mood: maniacally tiredy
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| Friday, March 9th, 2007
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10:58 pm
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| Wednesday, January 31st, 2007
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4:09 pm - ketamine for treating depression!
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| Saturday, January 6th, 2007
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6:06 pm - New rattie post - lots of pics!!
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5:57 pm - my New Year with my awesome famo
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1:31 pm
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12:33 pm
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So I'm home and the holiday excitement is over. I am back in the flat, reunited with my furry friends, who are getting bigger and bigger (photo post later).
My brother is still being a BIG FAT DICK and I still hate him.
George is still away skiing with his family and I miss him loads. We have spoken a few times, and he finally got some snow out there. He'll be home in 6 days or so, but we wont have long before he has to go back to uni :(
I havent had any word about starting work. I have been sent an appointment to see the OH nurse, which I kinda expected, and at least its the nurse not the doc, and maybs its just about vaccinations, rather than my mental history!
I am nervous but super excited about starting work. I know its gonna be tough, and kinda relentless. I dont wont to get exhausted and ill, must take care of myself.
Dunno how im gonna travel there. My bike is getting kinda crusty and unreliable, and as the weather is so frickin cold, I might just start out of the train/bus and see how that goes for the first few months. SO excited about paychecks coming in!!!
I need to sort out internet at the flat, it is a high priority now, I really hate creeping round to my mums to use the computer. I came round this morn especially hoping dan was in bed. He was, and prob will be till this afternoon.
My dog and ferret still live here and there is nothing I can do about that.
Scrabble is breaking my heart. She is getting old, and is wobbly in her back legs. She doesnt get any attention here, and has no good daily routine. Daniel doent even go and buy more food when she runs out. I have cried a lot these holidays about Scrabble.
And Mais goes back to Leeds today and I dont know when I'll see her again.
I need to track down some other London peeps. Like Francesca, Gail, Mikey, Amelia, Suz, even Helen or Rupert. I should also see more of my cousins who live in London, Rob and Rosie. And I could go visit Alastair and Kerri in Brighton sometime too. I thought I might start jogging this new year but the weather is frickin filthy. I'll just diet from the comfort of my bed I think, lol.
Decided to not at all attempt quitting smoking, I'm just not in the headspace to do it, but maybe when I start my job, cause I'll find it hard to fit in the fags I think!
This entry is really boring. Sorry.
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| Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007
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3:15 pm - HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS - I miss my ratties...
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| Monday, December 11th, 2006
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2:40 am
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| Monday, December 4th, 2006
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4:35 pm
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On Day 2, the ratties were active this morning. Naboo was skipping round the cage but when I got up, he went back to bed and just Asbo and Bolo were up. I opened the cage doors and they were both soon out and about. It was Bolo's first outing from the cage, and he followed Asbo around at first, nose to tail, exploring together. Soon Bolo discovered the windowsil and the blind and decided he'd bed down there for half an hour or so! He's such a chiller. Fed them some peas this morn as well and that went down well.
Waiting for the delivery of the rattie hammocks etc. Made them a new cosy box this morn as the old one has been turned into a poo-box since it got water spilt on it, and they had been sleeping in the curvy tunnel as it reaches the top shelf. Last night they ripped up some newspaper to take in there, and I thought ok, you cant wait for the hammock, its a cosy emergency!!
Also made a cardboard 'baby gate' for my bedroom door so I dont have to smoke them out in there while they are on free range time.
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| Sunday, December 3rd, 2006
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5:47 pm - Ratties!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| Friday, December 1st, 2006
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11:45 am - I am now playing Infection, please join my team
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| Tuesday, November 28th, 2006
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1:13 pm
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Saw George at the weekend and we had the best sex ever. Two years on and it gets better and better. I feel like I cant get enough half the time.
He now has three weeks left of term and says he has tons of work. I may not see him till he's home.
I feel really flat, really in a rut. I cant motivate myself to find a job, even though I really should considering how long its taking me to find a radiography position. I have applied for another at a hospital in SW London, and its where Rupert works, so that would be awesome to work with him. I am really hoping deep inside that this'll be it.
My head really hurts because I have already smoked a spliff today.
I must remember to pay some rent today.
Me and my brother have kinda made up. I wanted him to meet my rat, and my mum is away again so I wanted it too be less akward when I come round here to use the computer or visit Kiwi. What stressed me out before is still there but after such a break, it is nice to chill with him a bit.
After the last entry I made here, about the Wolfmother gig, I promptly got tonsillitis and was very ill for a week. I dragged myself down to the doctors and i was pleased that he has made the referral now for a tonsillectomy assessment appointment. Chop em off!!
Ive had tonsillitis too many times now in the past couple of years. First my appendix in April, now my tonsils. I see these as upgrades, getting rid of dead weight! Well you have to look on the bright side. It'll be awesome to never get tonsillitis again. Apparently you can have complications, and they dont do the procedure as readily as they used to. Can get bleeding complications I think. Imagine uncontrolled bleeding at the back of your throat! Eww. Anyway, it'll be months before the appointment I expect.
I feel so blah.
Yesterday I collected Suz in the car and we went to Brighton. As it was so random and spontaneous, we only set off at 2pm, and the London traffic was fricking awful, it took as 1.5hr just to get out on to the A23. We got there as it was turning dark, parked up on the front, rolled a spliff and walked down onto the pebbles. It was so refreshing, and I love the feeling in the back of your eyeballs when you get out of the city and can focus on something far in the distance. The horizon edge was so sharp and flat and far away. The surf was actually pretty choppy, and I went too close and got drenched. Which then meant I didnt feel much like walking round town. So we drove round a bit and drove home. Luckily the trip home was much quicker.
It was fun to run away, but at the moment I feel like all I do is pass time... I watch too much tv, smoke too much weed, obsess over this and that. I feel like I'm living and yet not.
I want to work, I need a mission!
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12:53 pm - An A-Z inspired by Cherokeebee
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Allowing
Breathing
Changing
Diet
Emerging
Friend
Girlfriend
Helping
Imagining
Joking
Keeping
Laughing
Merging
New
Open
Peace
Queen
Racing
Speed
Trouble
Unbelievable
Validity
Working
Xray
Yummy yogurt
Zillah Spliffer
current mood: 3
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| Thursday, November 16th, 2006
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5:18 pm - Wolfmother gig
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Wow. Last night went to the MTV2 New Music thingy at Brixton Academy, basically just to see one band in particular, Wolfmother, awesome name I know ;)
I went with Gail, who I know from uni, and her boyfriend, a couple of his mates, and also a couple of radiographers Gail works with. 8 of us in all. I meet them up at Brixton, went to a pub called The Goose, which was full of excited gig-goers!
The Maccabees, The Field, and a couple of others played aswell, but I was out of eyesight of them, they were just a din, endured until the mighty Wolf. The Maccabees was actually formed by a guy my brother used to ride bicycles with when they were early teens. The are Ok, not my style really.
But oh my god, Wolfmother were so awesome. We all pushed down the front as they were due on, and were 6 people or so from the front. But when it started, we were soon all separated, and I went nuts. It was so nuts at the front, everyone was going mental. I got swept into a serious mosh and after falling down twice, pushed in front till I was 2 peeps front the front. That was awesome and I was there for most of it. But at the end, managed to end up right at the front, JAMMED against the barrier, just feet from the singer. I got very crushed, and was dehydrated beyond belief when I was out at the end. I am all bruised on hips and ribs today from them being jammed on barrier. At end, my and the chick next to me somersaulted over the barrier into the security for a quick exit. Was jokes.
Id love to see them again. Gail said she'd seen them 4times already this year! ha ha. Cheers Gail, was awesome xx
When I got home, I was pissed, ears ringing, thirsty, and revved. I blazed spliffs and drank water and kipped till 8am, then finally crashed in bed, feeling sober and juicier. Got up at 2.30pm
Kingston Hosp. said no thnks. Oh well, their loss.
current mood: 7-7-7-
current music: White Unicorn - Wolfmother
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| Thursday, November 9th, 2006
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5:57 am
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I had my interview at Kingston Hospital today. It really didnt go as well as I hoped it might. I wanted this job so much, I was pretty nervous. And I was doing ok, until some testing questions came along and in one, I just kinda had brain melt, my eyes welled up with tears, and then all I could think was 'no! why do you have to be so pathetic and CRY'. I tried to explain, said I'm very sorry and explained I was nervous as I was so hopeful for this one.
But if they choose to employ me it would be a frickin miracle. I wouldnt employ someone who hadnt held it together for a 20min interview.
I feel disappointed that I have let myself down. Dick.
current mood: up too late
current music: clapham junction
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| Thursday, November 2nd, 2006
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12:45 pm - I'm applying for a job in Chelsea!!
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A job has come up at Chelsea, I cant believe it! They have requested that your supporting statement answers questions about why you want to work for the trust etc. I was originally posting this just for my record. But here it is:( Read more... ) I have an interview at Kingston next week. Please God give me one of these two jobs, they would each be so suited in location to, and I NEED MONEY, and a reason to live...*lol*
AHHHHHHHHHHH I got my new rat!! He is so gorgeous, and I'm desparate to get a photo online to show you guys. His name is Yogi, he is white with black eyes. And he has enormous balls!! He is only small still...
p.s. Ratlovers do a google images search for 'dumbo rat' and you will see how to-die-for cute they are :) :) :)
current mood: ok 6-6-
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| Monday, October 30th, 2006
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2:20 pm
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Really down recently.
Only 3 rays of sunshine:
1. George
2. I am getting a baby rat tomorrow.
3. I got an interview for the Kingston Hospital job. (Wed 8th 2pm)
I'm crazy. I'm getting a coach tomorrow up to LoBro and back in one day, thats 7hrs travelling, costing £17, just because I cant go up otherwise for 2wks and I NEED the baby dumbo rats they have just got in. (Dumbo rats have low-set ears).
I self-harmed yesterday. Cut my leg with nail scissors. I'm not suprised, and I dont really care. I just hope George doesn't see tomoz, and then they get a chance to heal and piss off.
current mood: 4-4-
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