I started having an afternoon nap when as a young woman I had pre eclampsia in pregnancy. I was in hospital for three months.
Getting home I still took the chance to sleep even if it was only for twenty minutes.
It became an essential part of my life and when it was simply not possible I spent my busy afternoons in a haze of exhaustion .
Now an old woman I nap every day after lunch. It is I believe why I am still working and doing things which many people of my age can't do.
So yesterday I got an email about a course I am enrolled on and found to my horror that it was an all day event. "Bring your own lunch"
I sent a very bad tempered email.
I gave up all day events years ago...
Memories of trying and failing to get comfortable listening positions have left me determined not to do all day sessions any more. I am now an old woman and becoming a statistic to show that I've attended "Safeguarding" sessions is not high on my agenda.
What about not stressing out the elderly?
Vulnerable adults are part of those who need care and love and until recently I never thought myself one of these but after a whole day of sitting uncomfortably , trying to find places to rest my aching legs and back , and just trying not to doze off I would be!
I ended yesterday's email with the sentence.
"Maybe it's time I retired! "
And maybe it is!
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3 comments:
As a life-long insomniac I recognise and value the afternoon nap. It is a rare afternoon when I don't find even just a half hour to lie down and recharge my batteries.
Deprived of the opportunity I become snappy and crabby (much like a baby) and cannot find my sense of humour.
I don't think it's anything to do with needing to retire, but simply a reminder that ageing bodies need a degree of comfort if they are to continue to fire on all cylinders.
A whole day for Safeguarding training?
I attended a diocesan session, morning only?
I'm not sure that your diocese are overdoing it :(
It's funny you should say that! Ahem!
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