I has been a few months since I last posted anything on here. With the ongoing pandemic and lockdown after lockdown, my motivational flame that roars whenever I write a blog dwindled to nothing more than an ember and I struggled to find inspiration from the repetitive, mundane life we’d all become accustomed to. However, that’s not to say that things haven’t happened in the past 5 months. Since the turn of 2021, I have moved house and I am living with a boyfriend for the first time ever (cue high pitched girly scream). I have kept my relationship rather private on my blog. Mainly because I documented the breakdown of my previous relationship 3 years ago quite publicly and I am very conscious about repeating the mistakes I made all those years ago. I plan on writing about my experiences of cohabiting once I have gotten a few more months under my belt but what I will say is that I have absolutely zero regrets and this relationship (whether it be because of the constant lockdowns, age, compatibility, or cohabitation) feels much more secure and natural compared to anything I have experienced before. And Clove now has a new favourite.
The UK is opening up again following our 3rd (but only 2nd proper) lockdown which means I’ll be able to venture out once again and document any weird and wonderful new experiences i find myself in. The second wave was far worse than our first one and as a healthcare professional, I saw our whole departments dynamic dramatically change. Unlike the first wave where half our work force were asked to shield by the government, this time we had more staff to help manage the onslaught of covid positive patients that swamped the hospital. A lot of our department were sent to other wards to help look after covid patients. The Norfolk and Norwich University trust reactive its status as a ‘Surge centre’ and we began accepting patient from other hospitals to help relieve the pressure. I was sent to help on the wards twice in January and while I was trying to be helpful on our Critical Care Unit, I looked after 3 patients. None of them were local to the area. One of the gentlemen I was looking after had actually been transferred to a different hospital before arriving in Norwich but due to increased pressured, he had to be moved again. He must have been so disorientated when he woke up.
Despite the pressures we faced as a nation in January, one important and quite impressive campaign that emerged was the successful vaccination program. As an NHS worker, I was lucky enough to be included in the first wave of vaccinations and at the time of writing this, I am fully vaccinated and as protected as I can get. I was able to get the Pfizer/Biotech vaccination and besides the worst dead arm I’ve ever experienced, I was absolutely fine. As far as I am aware, I haven’t contracted covid-19 yet (and hopefully, I won’t). It seems that if you have had covid in the past, that perhaps you may have a slightly worse reaction. This is just my observations from my colleagues who have previously had the virus.
Despite my absence, I have got several blogs in the making and as the summer approaches, I look forward to resuming a more routine blogging sequedual. I have a few things lined up for the coming months so assuming covid cases remain low and life will slowly revert back to how it was in 2019, I’ll have plenty more content.