I I quit my job.
It was probably an irresponsible move, having no idea what I was going to do but I did it anyway. I realised that I was getting upset over things I couldn’t change, at a job that didn’t interest me. Life’s too short hey 🙂
I’m one of the lucky ones. I love being a nurse, in so many ways it defines who I am. I know I shouldn’t define myself by what I do, but I absolutely love being a nurse. I love the places I’ve been and the amazing people I’ve met along the way. I love being a nurse, but I didn’t love my current work.
So… I quit my job. I leave next week for my new adventure. I am going to be the medic at a mine site in the Pilbara.
I feel like myself again. I’m no longer waiting for, or fearing the next relapse. I am going to live the way I want to and when it happens, when the next relapse happens, I will have no regrets.
It wasn’t all Easy, I needed my specialists to approve me working remote. And I needed time to fully consider what could happen if I get sick while I’m away. I needed Clint to be on board. But, we all agree it’s a good move. I’m happy, clints happy and my specialists are happy 🙂 happy days.
So, still no results from all the weird antibody testing that was sent off overseas. But my bloods/ white cell counts are all back to normal. I will not go for for scans and testing until August, and as long as I stay well, we won’t talk chemo until then. I figure if I have to be on immuno suppression for the rest of my life, I can wait a few more months to start it 🙂 especially when I am feeling so good.
A year and a half ago, I went to Papua New Guinea for work. It was exciting, a real adventure. I left a healthy 28 year old and came home with a disability and a debilitating chronic illness. That’s life isn’t it? No one knows their fate. Thats why it is so important to live and be happy while you can. I am living, I am loved and most of all, I am happy 🙂