I have finally got cracking with my studying, only to ground to a halt again. Why?
Because I have the most delightful "activity" to do.
Compare and contrast the work of the 10 key couple and family therapists.
Wish I was back in Somerset
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Friday, 16 October 2009
Reflections and questions
My current predicament has got me thinking. In society we are pretty good at supporting those who for reason of illness, infirmity or age need some level of support to successfully continue with their day-to-life.
However, I can't help but think that there is a large group of people who are falling in some way through the net. Among those people are those who like myself are living with a chronic health condition/s but for most of the time are able to get through life with little need of regular community care support until they become unwell and it is then that they could benefit from some level of support.
I live on my own and it would be lovely to have someone to call upon when things go wrong so that I am not faced with struggling through my daily chores and so forth. Yes I have some truly amazing wonderful friends but its not fair to expect them to do everything for me as they have their own life's to live. Even when ill I like to wear clean clothes, have my hair washed, have a bath and a clean and tidy house. I also insist of ensuring my piggies continue to receive the same level of care. There is also the emotional aspects of coping with a long term chronic illness which is frequently not addressed by GPs, specialist and so forth but often raise their ugly head when things go wrong.
My own experiences raise the question of whether or not that those with long term health problems should be consulted and their needs considered when planning community care services?
However, I can't help but think that there is a large group of people who are falling in some way through the net. Among those people are those who like myself are living with a chronic health condition/s but for most of the time are able to get through life with little need of regular community care support until they become unwell and it is then that they could benefit from some level of support.
I live on my own and it would be lovely to have someone to call upon when things go wrong so that I am not faced with struggling through my daily chores and so forth. Yes I have some truly amazing wonderful friends but its not fair to expect them to do everything for me as they have their own life's to live. Even when ill I like to wear clean clothes, have my hair washed, have a bath and a clean and tidy house. I also insist of ensuring my piggies continue to receive the same level of care. There is also the emotional aspects of coping with a long term chronic illness which is frequently not addressed by GPs, specialist and so forth but often raise their ugly head when things go wrong.
My own experiences raise the question of whether or not that those with long term health problems should be consulted and their needs considered when planning community care services?
Sliding ever further behind
Although things are definitely not at crisis point with regards to my studying the last two days has seen my arthritis flair up to the point that it has rendered it necessary for me, for the first time in 3 years call in sick with my arthritis.
Unfortunately it is my upper spine where the flair up has occurred, the result of which is that a) it becomes uncomfortable to remain lying/sitting in the same position for more than a 15-20 minutes b) the painkillers are slowly turning me into a zombie. However I am not to be defeated and will find a way round this latest problem. I have got through worse in the past and I will get through this.
On completely separate note I am struggling to register for this academic year.
Thomas the guinea pig, chose to chew through my modems electricity cable the other night. Luckily it was switched off, otherwise he may well of ended up experiencing DIY guinea pig ECT. Though the piggy that might most benefit from it is Sparky (appropriate name really). Not that he is depressed. quite the opposite. To use a very un PC description he's off his rocker, out of his tree and wired to the moon but a quick blast of ECT might calm him down, probably for all off 5 minutes, though the RSPCA may not look upon me too kindly if I electrocuted Sparky. Not that I have any intention what so ever of doing so anyway. ECT would not be appropriate for Harry-he's long haired and it might make for a very scary hair style.
Anyway I have digressed somewhat and rather bizarrely, I blame the concoction of pills that I am shoving down my throat. I am now relying on mobile Internet while I await my new modem. I used the "my modem is broken", you don't honestly think I would fez that the guinea pig had chewed through the cable, that would leave me feeling like a right plonker. Mobile broadband is good but for some strange reason my mobile broadband is somewhat temperamental and refuses to allow me to get onto the Universities registration area. I am sure a few more days won't matter but without the registration it doesn't feel like the year has properly started yet.
Unfortunately it is my upper spine where the flair up has occurred, the result of which is that a) it becomes uncomfortable to remain lying/sitting in the same position for more than a 15-20 minutes b) the painkillers are slowly turning me into a zombie. However I am not to be defeated and will find a way round this latest problem. I have got through worse in the past and I will get through this.
On completely separate note I am struggling to register for this academic year.
Thomas the guinea pig, chose to chew through my modems electricity cable the other night. Luckily it was switched off, otherwise he may well of ended up experiencing DIY guinea pig ECT. Though the piggy that might most benefit from it is Sparky (appropriate name really). Not that he is depressed. quite the opposite. To use a very un PC description he's off his rocker, out of his tree and wired to the moon but a quick blast of ECT might calm him down, probably for all off 5 minutes, though the RSPCA may not look upon me too kindly if I electrocuted Sparky. Not that I have any intention what so ever of doing so anyway. ECT would not be appropriate for Harry-he's long haired and it might make for a very scary hair style.
Anyway I have digressed somewhat and rather bizarrely, I blame the concoction of pills that I am shoving down my throat. I am now relying on mobile Internet while I await my new modem. I used the "my modem is broken", you don't honestly think I would fez that the guinea pig had chewed through the cable, that would leave me feeling like a right plonker. Mobile broadband is good but for some strange reason my mobile broadband is somewhat temperamental and refuses to allow me to get onto the Universities registration area. I am sure a few more days won't matter but without the registration it doesn't feel like the year has properly started yet.
Sunday, 11 October 2009
New semester-behind already
The new semester has commenced and I am already behind. My assumption was that I started back at university on the 28th September. I was wrong, it was the 21st September. On the 21st September I was roaming around the Somerset countryside, as in deed I was the whole of that week. Since the semester has started I have completely lacked motivation to get going and have done only a tiny amount of study. This is not good.
By my calculation I should have completed 24 hours of study, I have done possibly 2.
My days off are Wednesday and Thursday, except they will not be days off. They will be days spent at my desk catching up. In my defense though I have been working "silly hours" totalling nearly 65 hours spent at work in the past week.
By my calculation I should have completed 24 hours of study, I have done possibly 2.
My days off are Wednesday and Thursday, except they will not be days off. They will be days spent at my desk catching up. In my defense though I have been working "silly hours" totalling nearly 65 hours spent at work in the past week.
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