At least, not a Kate.
So, yet another batch of nights over and done with; and yes, I am glad. Though they were by no means the worst set of nights; and I really mean that. I’ve had sets of nights where getting from work ot the house seemed like an unimaginably complex task because I was so tired. Instead, I only had the one slightly scary drive home and that was really because the traffic was surprisingly bad.
It was however frustrating; Kathryn’s been off for Half term, and I am now off while she’s back at work. But at least our April shifts line up. I’ve had some awesome patients this week though; the 80plus year old who’s probably fitter than me and who seemed to be very much in love with his wife. His wife seemed equally devoted to him and it was just *wonderful* to look after them. Cups of tea were doled out and much chatting was had.
And there was the woman who we’d switched over to TLC (Tender Loving Care), and who we were letting quietly die who decided to whip off her oxygen mask, pop out the gudeal airway, and announced that she’d just had a really nice sleep. She was still incredibly sick last I saw her, but alive, which was one heck of a shock.
And then there’s been coming home. Coming home to the woman I love in a house that’s warm. Having showers. So, for those of you who’ve never lived without central heating or central air, or whatever you call the forced air heating you have in the states. Who’ve not spent a winter (or indeed 2) coming home to a house that’s the same temperature as outside, more or less, and who’ve not then lit a fire and lurked as close as possible….
How to describe the joy, the pure joy of coming home to a warm house. I got home in the mornings this week and I could just curl up in a nice warm bed. And then I could get up and have a shower in a warm bathroom. I didn’t feel like I was freezing my arse off; and the bearings on the electricity meter have taken much less of a thrashing since we’ve not been running fan heaters and immersion heaters constantly. There is currently an oil-filled radiator in the kitchen, because the radiator’s not fitted there yet (because there’s a wall in the way!), but apart from that the house is entirely heated by the boiler (that we couldn’t really afford).
I’ve got one radiator that needs it’s joints tightening, and there were a few huge leaks when it was all connected up (poor Kathryn had to deal with it because I was off at work), but all in all it’s been pretty good :)
And the shower. Oh yay, the shower is joy. Standing up in a hot stream of water? It’s great. I am quite proud. I just hope my workmanship is up to the task.This week I’ve got various jobs that need doing, the radiator being one of them, the wall in the kitchen another, channelling the cabing in, in the kitchen another; sorting out the seemingly dead G5 mac, oh and also fixing the laptop so I can let my mum have it, fixing the G3 laptop so I can use it, oh and putting up the last few tiles in the bathroom…
Ah, holidays are so relaxing :)
