Keeping going and seeing the red in the leaves outside
It's a struggle to keep up at the moment, and I feel such a burden to everyone - a let down, a failure - maybe I am more like my old man than I like to admit. Maybe my Mother was right about that. Murat is at the end of his tether with it all - as am I. I was meant to be teaching my new medical/nursing student interprofessional group, guest editing an international edition of a journal this month, organizing a book contract with two dear colleagues and - the big one - doing an NIHR grant bid with two important colleagues, and that's just the work bit.. I've missed so much being in my Shul, I've messed up a service that I was meant to be leading in the coming week. Just one thing I did on Friday - walked to my GP practice - to collect a sick note - nothing in comparison to what I normally do in a day- and then spent the whole of shabbat evening in severe pain. It's just so bloody wearing. I'm sick of talking about it, and that's why I'm writing it all do...







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