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Date: 23 April 2007 23:36:09
Goodness! This rain was needed and don't anyone tell me the ground hasn't been crying out for its good old British drizzle. Pity about the sunshine and warmth but I'm not particularly sad yet. I'll get bored of it by the end of the week but for now I'm enjoying it. I felt like a desert receiving rain when the cool and wet set in yesterday.
Guy is not refusing meds as strongly but acts more stressed instead. Not sure which I prefer. It breaks my heart more that he scratches like he does and... Oh I just can't! I'll shut up about that now. He missed a dose this morning. I think he's feeling it but he's not said anything. He's done some artwork today, drawing, and some cooking, helped me with lunch and made himself a lovely tea.
:) :)
I had my supervision today. I like supervision. Some of my colleagues don't or are afraid of it as though management are trying to catch them out, but I thoroughly enjoy my natters with my supervisor.
It was the same with my IPM the other day. That was occasion to catch up with one of the managers at work that I've known the longest and who's overseen my work from day 1. Ships in the night for months now, it was a pleasure to relax and divert loads of small times as we discussed how my training and goals and progress is all going.
Anyhow, back to today's and any supervision. They keep me on track from month to month and stop my butterfly nature from getting too distracted from the jobs at hand. They also keep S in touch with where I'm at and how life at home is going rather than just with work. S is actually one of my work heroes and even though we don't always see eye to eye she has a handle on what our job entails and a work ethic and practice that I hope to reach one day.
I like having heroes. Years ago, someone must've chatted or preached about heroes, how we grow towards our goals of being like them, and how we need to pick them with care.
One of the points I can vaguely remember was to do with the fact that part of the reason modern society is so disintegrated is down to a lack of heroes, real heroes that is, for kids and adults alike.
We need people up to whom we can look and by whom we can be encouraged. We need to identify with heroes and strive to become like others who are worth setting our goals by. As famous and visible people get less good, less repectable and less... "insert positive quality", then they become less heroic and society loses direction.
Ultimately I suppose that one of my aims in life and most importantly in work is to be someone that others will look at and think: " I want to be like her" and with the lost lost kids I work with, I'm glad that, when it boils down to it, most of my colleagues are the kind of people with positive and sometimes heroic qualities. We're not perfect, which has its drawbacks, but we're a work in progress right?
I got a lovely text from F. Life in no-network-rural-France seems good and is definitely sunny and warm. It's nice to know that in amongst it all he's got 5 to think of me and say hi :)
It's F's birthday tomorrow. I'm pointless at wishing birthdays on time. I got round to making a diary entry in my phone. It doesn't usually help though. None of my mates B, Z and N got their cards or presies on time. Z's done ok and hers arrived a couple of days ago, nearly 2 months late even though all was in parcel only a couple of days late. The others still wait.
Possibly the parcel I feel most appauling about is my God-daughter's. That's got a Christmas presie in it too! Oopsy! Though that's all due to poorly siblings last time I was due to visit. It remains abismal though.
Right, beddybyes now. I woke at 0630 this morning and tomorrow will most likely be the same. I've been gradually waking earlier. This is getting beyond a joke, even though I do like it.