I’ve finished my night shifts! High-five me! Last night was a blessing. It was busy enough to pass the time, and without any major stress. And the nurse I worked with (another mentor of mine) is awesome. She’s kind, thorough, and a great nurse.
Today, post night shift I feel completely disorientated (again). I got 4 hours sleep when I got home this morning. And now I’m trying to engage in mindless activity since I have zero energy for anything else. I’m catching up on blog posts too but my brain is struggling so I’m sparing the blogs from my comments. I started off commenting on some posts until my mind went fuzzy and the caffeine stopped working. Blog commenting, how do you feel about it? I love getting comments on my blog (love, love) but I also understand that most follow loads of blogs as well as have their own blogs, and lives outside of blogging so it becomes pretty impossible to comment on all the posts you’ve read. This is the case for me anyway- I may not have commented but I have defo read and loved your blog posts (otherwise I wouldn’t bother adding you to my google reader). Do you always comment on posts you’ve read? If not, what makes you comment on a post when you wouldn’t usually? I haven’t phrased that question very well, sorry! I usually comment if I’m feeling chatty, have time, and something in the post has stood out to me, or I have connected with it in some way. Or sometimes I just comment without rhyme or reason and just to say hi.
Wow, I am shocked that I managed to write the paragraph let alone formulate opinions to put out there! Maybe my brain is working after all; it’s just disguised itself as dopey and tired. Impressive, brain. Very impressive. (Note to self: keep standards low after nights, better for morale).
Food since my last appearance has been the usual, and put together and consumed in a comatosed state. And today’s food hasn’t happened yet as my body’s completely confused about whether or not it should be hungry. Here’s a quick recap:
Dinner, or whatever you want to call it, before my shift was the salad that I packed for the previous night but didn’t eat. I topped it with roasted sweet potato chunks, red peppers and mushrooms, and cashews. And had it with a side of those spicy tortilla chip things I also had yesterday. Did the trick.
Snacks for the night are pretty obvo- nuts (ate), melon (ate), dried fruit and candied ginger (ate), snack-a-jacks (ignored), oatcakes packet on left (ate), oatcakes packet on right (ignored). The Nairns fine milled ones are weird- they stick to the roof of your mouth; something that is never pleasant let alone when you’re on a night shift and the nausea hour comes by.
Now all I need to do is decide what to eat for breakfast (??? at 2pm) and that will stand me in good stead for a run later… Difficult.