It's okay, I've done it before.

I'm not having the best of times in the midst of this NHS reshuffle, but considering where I was a year ago, I'm doing all right. (At least I'm not flat on my back with my blood running through a by-pass machine and half-a-dozen people's hands in my chest.)

I'll update with anything IMPORTANT if anything IMPORTANT occurs. In the meantime, I'm just feeling a bit meh about all these changes. I'm a person who normally likes change, but there is so much about this re-structuring that is a) out of my control and b) hasn't been properly thought through, and I'm just tired of putting out fires that people higher up the food-chain should have put out, on top of juggling my family and a long commute. The hardest part, I think, was saying goodbye to what was the most welcome and well-functioning team I've ever worked with. It was an office where everyone got on, we all supported each other, we all had the same sense of humour and tastes, and most importantly, the programmes we implemented with each other's help actually worked. We've now been scattered to the four winds, and although my boss and I are still together, it's clear neither of us is happy with our new posts, either because of the remit or the commute, or both. We're both looking to greener pastures. The new office just doesn't have the same dynamic and it's hard to see how well we can succeed with all our plans when our partners (GP practices, school nurse teams, and Child Health Information office) are miles away and so much of our day is wasted on travelling. We do work remotely, but then there's no communication.

However, this is me, and I'm well into making plans for sorting all that shit out. Watch this space.

And if anyone feels like writing me fluffy H/D or G/E fic, that'd be nice, too.