Monday and its a training day so I have breakfast and set myself up in front of my screen. Happily a friend rings and we chat about how this Monday is and how managing COVID and work is going. Then I am sat in front of a screen observing the training day. I recognise some people on screen and wonder why they are there and why they are not using the resources they already have.It seems a common theme is that staff do not want to do the EE stuff. The old issue of leadership and management seems to continue to be at the root of so much. I keep going but leave when it comes time for me to go for my 28 day injection.
Well I hit the jackpot, not only did the new nurse give me my 28 day injection but I also got a pneumonia inoculation. So its a sore gut and arm this month. To add to my joy I booked my COVID booster for Friday. I return home to a chicken soup lunch and then I am straight back to the EE awareness training. I am intrigued by the way the management relationships and style get reflected in some peoples contribution to the session. The session comes to an end and I clear some outstanding admin tasks. Time to clear the kitchen, empty the bins and make it hygienic enough to cook food in. As I do this I notice that the bird and squirrel feeders are empty. I go out and refill them. My next move is to change in to my training gear read to row for a while. As I make my way to the garage I notice that Squishy and Squashy are having tea at the feeders. I really like my young squirrels and feel happy that they will have eaten well before tonight.
I continue to the rower and grind out a half hour at a reasonable level but my injection site feels sore and I am beginning to feel my usual 28 day reaction to the injection.
I finish the session and retreat to the sofa to record the session. I change and settle to write the blog till tea is ready. Tonight is the mental challenge of Only Connect followed by University Challenge, it confirms my view of my cognitive abilities, logical and creative but a useless memory for anything other than images. So I shall take my mental beating,write the blog and then try to continue to read my current novel. Tonight is the night I take more paracetamol and hope for sleep.
