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Date: 17 May 2005 21:15:58
Today I worked with a woman I'd not met before who is a Modern Matron (ie top nurse in her particular field) for another Trust. And after half a day she just came out with "So when are you going for a management job?" I laughed - I can't think of anything more tedious than being a health visitor manager - but was quite chuffed as well. She could see what is very plain to me, that full time bog-standard health visiting is not going to fulfil me for much longer (even though I don't want to give it up altogether). I think I was quite grateful for the nudge really - another little confirmation that it's time for me to move on. Hopefully all of these little things will make the move (whether it's to do the PhD or just moving out of London and doing/going somewhere else) that little bit less scary. And yet - a total stranger recognising that I need to stretch myself again - that's really very scary, even whilst being complimentary.
Somehow everything seems to be conspiring against me to get up out of this rut and move on.