last night I managed to get to sleep a little easier, work-shit, which caused my recent crisis, was racing through my head, but I managed to divert the thoughts to nursing interventions and clinical skills and that was the equivalent of counting sheep.
I was awoken however with hunger pangs at just after 3am and my wonderful husband got out of bed to make me tea and toast. I'm now not hungry, but was I had awoken fully my head was beginning to fill with tasks that I have neglected over the
Hello everyone:
My name is Liz and I am a happily married mum of two grown-ups who is also a Registerd Nurse and i live in Lancashire UK and I now accept that I have a diagnosis of depression.
Two weeks ago I had a crisis at work during a night-shift where i was assaulted twice by an elderly patient. I came home low in mood and could not motivate myself on my one night off in 9 nights. The next morning I woke up and felt that I had plummeted off a sheer cliff face into a very dark
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