Japes
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- Type of diabetes
- LADA
- Treatment type
- Insulin
Morning!
We crawled, as predicted, to the end of the academic year and dispatched them for the summer last week. I wasn't allowed to write in my annual appraisal I was most proud of sending everyone home with the correct diabetes kit as we were clearing out the drawers where we hide the stuff. Honestly, who makes up these questions on appraisals?! I'm one of these weird people who think if I'm doing my job to my standards, and to the best of my ability, that's fine by me and why have I got to identify what I'm proud of. Apparently, it's motivating for most of my younger colleagues... and my current line manager is most proud of surviving my ultra-honed skills at juggling seemingly incompatible demands of conflicting rotas and remembering why what looks possible on paper is not in practice. And my over-the-top micro-managing of my rare planned absences - especially after the "Remember you agreed to cover my early morning duty" but forgot to say to collect a vital piece of equipment on the way, and if it's a Tuesday a bag of personal care kit. I gather the students concerned sorted the errant line manager out thoroughly.
We melted our way through the heatwave training days. At least all of mine was online mandatory and I could position myself in a cool spot in the room. I was incredibly grateful a colleague offered me a lift home those days as it was way too hot for me to even consider walking home.
And now, I'm slowly decompressing and getting my life back. This coming Sunday will be the last Sunday on the organ bench until late August and today's rainy day activity will be the sort out of what needs to be done before I put that out of office on.
Diabetes? Ah, there are lovely stories to tell here - insulin much reduced since Sunday night and not needed to go back up again yet. Good job, really, in the NovoRapid pen cartridges supply issue recently. I finally got my hands on some yesterday after waiting three weeks!
I've come out of my sulk about it all and regained some energy for the fight again. As well as waving goodbye to DAFNE principles that didn't work for me, going back to what did work, both diet and walking, and feeling significantly better for the next task of tackling the Libre debacle on my last phone consultation with my consultant.
We crawled, as predicted, to the end of the academic year and dispatched them for the summer last week. I wasn't allowed to write in my annual appraisal I was most proud of sending everyone home with the correct diabetes kit as we were clearing out the drawers where we hide the stuff. Honestly, who makes up these questions on appraisals?! I'm one of these weird people who think if I'm doing my job to my standards, and to the best of my ability, that's fine by me and why have I got to identify what I'm proud of. Apparently, it's motivating for most of my younger colleagues... and my current line manager is most proud of surviving my ultra-honed skills at juggling seemingly incompatible demands of conflicting rotas and remembering why what looks possible on paper is not in practice. And my over-the-top micro-managing of my rare planned absences - especially after the "Remember you agreed to cover my early morning duty" but forgot to say to collect a vital piece of equipment on the way, and if it's a Tuesday a bag of personal care kit. I gather the students concerned sorted the errant line manager out thoroughly.
We melted our way through the heatwave training days. At least all of mine was online mandatory and I could position myself in a cool spot in the room. I was incredibly grateful a colleague offered me a lift home those days as it was way too hot for me to even consider walking home.
And now, I'm slowly decompressing and getting my life back. This coming Sunday will be the last Sunday on the organ bench until late August and today's rainy day activity will be the sort out of what needs to be done before I put that out of office on.
Diabetes? Ah, there are lovely stories to tell here - insulin much reduced since Sunday night and not needed to go back up again yet. Good job, really, in the NovoRapid pen cartridges supply issue recently. I finally got my hands on some yesterday after waiting three weeks!
I've come out of my sulk about it all and regained some energy for the fight again. As well as waving goodbye to DAFNE principles that didn't work for me, going back to what did work, both diet and walking, and feeling significantly better for the next task of tackling the Libre debacle on my last phone consultation with my consultant.