Well the new ward opened today, what utter chaos, only to be expected we are talking about the NHS after all.  All the Director of Nursing was interested in was "de-cluttering" the corridors..............give me strength!  So have done a 12 hour day, so what I hear you say, well so quite a lot actually at my age and time of life!  But must say am on a bit of a hyper high as at least left the ward feeling all would be well and as the phone hasn't rung yet they must be ok.  No stock, drugs or anything but we are begging, borrowing and stealing at present and hoping all will be delivered tomorrow.  Patients insitu and EVERY department known to man informed of our presence.  Onward and upward I say and at least no Mr Arrogant to poke his 5 eggs worth in as he's away at present, no doubt will have him snooping round next week...........bring it on!!

Family well, haven't seen M this week but had chat on phone, bit down about his job but hanging in there; C working all hours and L had interview re. housing this morning haven't heard the outcome as yet, but can't be traumatic or would have had some form of hysterical communication by now.  N at gym, no surprises there, and good for him, he's also had his "holiday haircut", and whooopeee we're off, crisis or plural of crisis aside, on the 22nd AND I CAN'T WAIT.  Well have waited a year, so desperation setting in somewhat now.  AND not only have a new ward to come back to, with renewed workplace enthusiasm, but also have little hol in Majorca (a prize from N's work) to look forward to in March, oh joy of joys, I am truly blessed, in debt but blessed.

Can't get head round the McCann business, and only said a few weeks ago that I thought the outcome may surprise us all.  That aside am actually slightly fed up with the whole thing being so high profile, but makes you think does it not?