Getting organised. Day One.

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Gosh, I can't believe how my life has changed in a week.  This time last Sunday H was frantically packing for our trip to A&E.  Fortunately I had compiled bag content lists from 2013 and knew exactly which filing cabinet they were in.  There are two bags.  An overnight one, just in case.  This goes in the car boot.  The second bag is the waiting room bag.  This contains food, water and entertainment. (After last Sunday's 6 hour wait in A&E future bags will contain a cushion and spare mp3 batteries.)  Crucially my handbag contains what I call the "important notebook". 

I think everyone should have an "important notebook".  I compiled mine many years ago when a neighbour, let's call her A, was suddenly taken ill.  Her family were out somewhere and she was in the house on her own.  Fortunately she'd managed to phone another neighbour, B, for help, and soon B was banging on my door.  Come and help quickly says B.  I'm really worried about A.  B goes to fetch some more neighbours.  I take one look at A and dial 999.  Ambulance arrives and they have loads of important questions which none of us can answer.  All anyone knows is A's first name, and at a rough guess her age.  We don't even know which GP she goes to.  Ambulance whisks A away and tells us to contact her family asap.  We then spend several minutes banging on more doors till we eventually find someone who has got a phone number for A's daughter.  

When I was housebound recovering from my treatment in 2013 there were often times when H had to go out on an essential errand. He'd tell the neighbours I was alone and I'd be left in my usual daytime position, which was resting on the sofa in the conservatory.  Every now and then some neighbour would look through the window and I'd wave back.  The "important notebook" was on the table by my side, along with the contact numbers of all my team, highlighted with who to call for general advice and who to call in an emergency.

I told I'm a pretty good organiser but H is even better.  We've just finished our initial planning meeting and it has been agreed that days will be split roughly into 3 sections.  One for the practical stuff that needs doing, one for watching crime drama boxsets as we both find it takes our mind off things, and a final section for emotional discussion if required.  Of course emergency emotional discussion is allowed at any time of the day or night.  This was how we coped in 2013 and hopefully it'll work again now.  

Laundry and housework now completed.  Afternoon viewing schedule agreed.  H will be finishing off my bottle of wine that I was supposed to be drinking last Sunday afternoon.  I'll be having water and a big bowl of ice cream.  

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  • Wow, you really DO sound organised! Can I borrow you in case I have an emergency??!

    I remember being admitted as an inpatient when I didn't expect to be, and being given loads of printed info about my newly diagnosed 'condition'. After 5 minutes, the consultant left me, and I realised I didn't have my reading glasses with me! Couldn't read any of the photocopies I'd been given. 3 days later a friend brought them in for me.

    I learned my lesson....now I always have a pair of glasses stowed away on my person somewhere!

    best wishes to you  going forward 

    xxx Kate

  • Hi Kate.  Before I retired, if you rang an employment agency and asked to hire a temporary office manager,  then I could have been the one to appear at your door.  I'll be sharing a few more organisational tips over the next few days, and perhaps a few amusing anecdotes along the way.  Margaret x