Working from home yesterday – or trying to. The laptop decided that it didn’t want to connect to the network so I had to use the alternative method of connecting. It’s a pain because the usual method gives me three hours continuous access at a time whereas using the other way only gives me an hour before I have to reboot.
Out of an eight-hour shift only two calls were genuine emergencies; the rest were the result of people acting like dipsticks. Lovely hub was working and boys were both asleep. Whinging cat slept once fed but came up to the office three times during the day to wail at me for more. Usually good conditions for working from home. Ha!
Low lights of the day – hospital staff who can’t be bothered to call when they should, leave it several hours and then complain when it’s too late to do anything because the person was sent home hours ago – oh yeah – that’s a real emergency.
The prize for total dipstick goes to a paediatric nurse who I spent nearly an hour chasing only to find out that she had no medical or parental consent to make her request anyway. The first contact number she gave me was for an operating theatre recovery room, the second was for the path lab. In between I tried to find her through the switchboard and she cut me off three times because she didn’t know how to use the phone. They let this woman loose on sick children? My son was on this ward a couple of months ago!
It took me another hour after my shift ended to get everything recorded and I went into our bedroom and pulled the duvet over my head. Go away world.
Lovely hub came to the rescue with a glass of sherry and a mild exhortation to come out and get some fresh air. I could very easily have stayed where I was but he was right to cajole.
Suitably booted and in warm coats we headed for the monument. There’s something very levelling about watching the sun go down from the top of a hill. All the idiocy fades into the background as the world just goes on doing its stuff whether you are there or not. The irritations of the day faded away eventually.
Sunny again today though and as hub was on a late shift we headed down to the Mersey (our bit – not the Liverpool bit) to get some more fresh air and watch the river run. We were just about to go home when we bumped into an old friend who’d brought his mum out for an airing. An impromptu half pint at the Ferry Tavern – and we’re talking decent non-fizzy cider here – and we depart for home so that lovely hub can go off to work and I can get on with some work.
Four hours later I keep being seduced away from E-prime experiments and analysis by Twitter, Facebook and my blog. Uni Boy has pulled another all-nighter – he does this every now and then in order to get his body clock stabilised (?). His theory – not mine. College Boy is shooting BBs all over the garden and has subjected the cat to a combing. Said cat is now flat-out on the floor and totally traumatised. I hope the sun is shining on Llandudno where my Dad is having a weekend away.
Back to work in the morning. No more prevarication. E-Prime here I come.