So yesterday was Monday.
The start of the working week…
…and one of the worst days of my life if I’m honest.
Yesterday I arrived at my first call to find the lady had passed away.
Now it’s not as if I haven’t seen a dead body before,I have but seeing someone nicely laid out in the chapel of rest is a bit different.
Had she had her eyes closed it might have been better. I could have pretended she was sleeping.
I feel so sad that this poor lady passed away alone,I cant help thinking if I had been a bit earlier I could have been with her.
I was proud of myself,I kept calm I didn’t go to bits.
I didn’t sleep last night though,I kept seeing her when I closed my eyes.
Today is another day,I still feel drained emotionally which makes me feel strange as I did not know the lady well,it’s not as if she was family so why do I feel like this?
Working in the job I do I think I’m lucky to have not had this happen before.
I’m hoping writing this will help a little.