Why you should (sometimes) listen to your mum

I’m sure my mum will see this but I’m not likely to say anything here that I wouldn’t say directly to her. Plus, she lives in the North East of Scotland so she can’t thump me from there! Anyway, my mum is pretty cool or nuts if you prefer. She has, like me, brilliant ideas. Sadly though, also like me, sometimes not everyone is as receptive to her ideas and those ideas tend to get ignored.
We were discussing my recent mental decline were I moaned about achieving loads in the last year and having nothing to look forward to. She obviously took this on board and it rolled around in her brain because the next time we spoke, she’d had an idea. It’s a simple one but really works, well for me anyway. Teased you enough? 🙂
The idea that she came up with is to note down everything I have achieved so far, with dates, in a book specifically for this purpose. Alongside this, she suggested noting down other things that I want to do, places I want to visit, colour schemes for my flat etc.
I can hear the collective groan there but I’ve given it a try and it has really perked me up. I’m more enthused about life going forward and can keep the fuzzy feelings from the things I have already done. It’s a great thing for ideas and reliving memories.
Mum has created a monster though, I was listing out all the housework jobs for each room and decided to do each room in alphabetical order so be aware, it’s a great idea but might take you over. If you still think it’s daft, try it for a week and see how it makes you feel.
Anyway, got to go, need to cross more things off my list!!

Incredibly brave woman.

The Depressed Moose

We Have to Stop Now

I have been diagnosed with Treatment Resistant Major Depression (plus other things). Recently I was in therapy & my therapist was looking through my file for a court document from when I first started therapy. She found it, read it to me and while doing so she mentioned the date on the document-2006. 2006?!?!?! Are you kidding me?!? I’ve been in therapy for 7+ years?!?!?!? What is wrong with me? Why can’t I get it together? Why can’t I be normal? Why does the past haunt me 24/7? Will it ever stop?

These are just some of the thoughts that ran through my head. Am I better off now then I was in 2006? Well, yes, for the past 7 years I have had someone to talk to twice a week. Someone who actually listens, respects me, believes me and says they care about me…

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Something voluntary

My University offer a programme of awards that all students can earn through volunteering. All you need to do to sign up is log the details of the voluntary work you are doing and then log the hours as you do them and as each threshold is reached, you are emailed to congratulate you on getting the award. So far, I have earned the bronze award and am over halfway through the silver. How have I done so well I hear you ask? Easy, I volunteer for SERV Kent as a controller. Now, unless you have heard of them you are probably a little in the dark about what they(we) do. Well, put simply, Monday to Thursday from 7pm until 6am and Friday from 7pm until Monday 6am they collect and deliver blood supplies to and from local hospitals. You can read a much better description on the website.

The runs are ordinarily done by motorbike unless the temperature dips too low for the products being transported, cars are then used. Every volunteer rider/driver uses their own vehicle and fuel for these runs as well as giving up the chance for a full night’s sleep in a cosy bed.

I’m not in possession of any wheels except for my mountain bike so I take the calls from the hospitals and task the riders from there. It is as responsible a role as the riders, after all if there was no controller, they wouldn’t have any runs allocated to them!

At this point I feel that I should make it clear that I do not do this for extra credits on my degree although that is a bonus! I do this because it is something extremely important and the way SERV operates makes it cheaper and I am sure, quicker, for the hospitals to get the products they need. I am doing the day shifts this weekend which means I am on duty from 6am until 7pm both days, my bank balance loves it as does the housework that I do with one ear listening for the phone!

It really is an amazing feeling when the first rider you have sent out texts you back to say their run is complete. I was extremely nervous on my first call until I heard back from the rider, I calmed down loads when I got that text! Now, I would love for there to be hundreds of you rushing to volunteer with SERV either in Kent or your local area but I know it is not everyone’s cup of tea. However, if you are in a position to give it a try, voluntary work of any sort is very rewarding. See what you can find in your local area and give it a try. I chose SERV as it is an amazing service and I can do it from home which as I occasionally feel the need to hide indoors when my depression gets to me, I can still volunteer and feel useful without forcing myself outside my safe front door.

So, look up your local volunteer agency, most councils have them and give it a try and if you approach SERV Kent, be prepared to meet and speak to some amazing people.