Gosh, another week gone!

[wiseheart]

Well, almost. The strike is over, thank God, but work is eating me alive... and no change can be foreseen in the near future. Ah, well, at least I still do have a job. In these days people of my age ought to count their blessings.

My favourite ex-student was here today. She finished her first semester at university with fairly good results, which we celebrated, together with her name day, her upcoming birthday and Mum's birthday, which is the same as hers. A whole bottle of alcohol free champagne was drunk, and the rest of jilba's choco-cookies eaten.

Our old doctor has taken a turn to the worse. :(
We're really afraid to lose him.

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[lhun-dweller.livejournal.com]

Glad the strike has ended: I was worried you'd have no feet left, having worn them off walking kilometres daily!

As for work, well, yes: these days, we can still grouse about what's not good about work, but it's good to keep that note of appreciation for having a job all the same.

Hurrah for your student! And good wishes for comfort for your old doctor. And if it is his time, may his passing be peaceful. I know you and Mum will both miss him...[warm hug]

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Actually, a colleague of mine picked me up a few times, so it wasn't all that bad, in the end... just annoying. But yeah, still having a job is a blessing in these days, even if a mixed one.

Yep, we'll miss the old doctor very much, although this turn wasn't entirely unexpected. It's just so that he'd been doing so well lately, we started to hope again... well, there still is the chance that he might come out of this, too. Old people can be surprisingly tough sometimes.