2012 in review

My First year as a blogger has been surprisingly successful according to WordPress’s annual report. I never thought when I started the blog that I would have quite so many views, apparently I have had 1,700 views in 35 countries!

So this is a big thank you to all my followers and to anyone who has found my ramblings in cyber-land.

Also may I take this opportunity to wish everyone a happy new year, I hope that 2013 will be fabulous and all wishes will come true.

 

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,700 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about 7 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Life on the ocean wave

We woke up to a lovely, warm sunny day and decided to head out for a walk and a cup of tea.

We thought we would go to the cafe at the end of the causeway leading up to Pigeon island, so imagine our surprise when we discovered a building site where the cafe should have been.

The reason?…. the whole island was under restoration.

Pigeon Island or Guvercin Adasi is a small island by the port in Kusadasi, it’s surrounded by fortified walls and there is a small castle in the middle, all of which are being restored by an army of workers.

pigeon island

There has been a castle on the island since the  Byzantine era, it was rebuilt by the Ottomans and they used the island as a protection against pirate attacks.

Piracy in the Aegean Sea has been a problem for many many years. In ancient Cilicia, in south east Turkey, there was a community of pirates who terrorised the Mediterranean and Aegean Seas. In 75 BC Julius Caesar was taking a voyage across the Aegean and was captured by Cilician pirates and was ransomed for 50 talents of gold, after his release he raised a fleet, captured the pirates and put them to death.

During the Ottoman period the most famous pirates of all time were the Barbarossa brothers, Ajur and Hizir. They were Barbary Pirates, so named because they hailed from Tunis, Tripoli and Algiers,  AKA the Barbary Coast.

From the 16th century a Barbary pirate’s primary goal, as well as plundering and pillaging, was the capture of white slaves for sale and use in North Africa.  An estimated 800,000 to 1.25 million people were captured as slaves between the 16th and 19th century.

The work is really coming along and it’s looking great. But I hope that they remember to build a cafe there so that the next time we feel like a cup of tea in a beautiful setting we’ll be able to go there.

They think it’s all over….it is now

This week saw my last study day at university, I have finished my Return to nurse practice course and I’ve passed!

I am so relieved that it’s all over and I’m immensely proud of myself for what I have achieved. I still can’t believe how well I’ve coped with going back to nursing and I’m now convinced that I’ve finally recovered from Chronic fatigue Syndrome.

We don’t get out registration numbers until March next year so I can’t work as a qualified nurse until then. But if I do get a band 5 job before then, if the management agrees, I could work as a band 4 until my registration is confirmed. There may be some band 5 jobs coming up on the unit I did my practice hours on, so watch this space!

At long last I’m off to Turkey to see Hasan and I can’t wait, I’m flying out on Monday and will probably stay until just after Christmas. I will be taking my laptop with me as I will need to keep up with Strictly Come Dancing online, so I will hopefully find something interesting to write about for the blog. Actually does anyone know what online TV website is the best for watching TV in Turkey?

At the end of our study day on Thursday our lecturer showed us this video that has been created by the Royal College of Nursing for nurse recruitment, I think it’s really well done and I thought I would share it with you all.

Always the bridesmaid…..not!

While watching the film “27 Dresses”, (in which the main character was bridesmaid 27 times), last week with my mum and my friend Debbie, we suddenly realised we all had one thing in common….all 3 of us have only been a bridesmaid once in our lives, not only that, we all wore blue dresses for the big day.

My mum was 4 years old and it was for her mum’s cousin’s wedding and Deb was also a bridesmaid for her mum’s cousin and was 7 or 8.

I was only 2 years old and it was my uncle’s wedding. I was one of two small bridesmaids, the other one was my cousin Ann who apparently cried all the way through the ceremony. On the morning of the wedding I was helping one of the adult bridesmaids hang out the washing and was in charge of the pegs. Unfortunately I took my role a little too seriously and wouldn’t let go of the pegs to carry my posy. So instead of carrying a lovely arrangement of summer flowers I had 2 pegs in my podgy little hands.

We have hunted high and low in the house for a picture of me in my dress but couldn’t find one, but here is a very small photo of my mum in 1944.

Down by 10%

At last I’m happy to report that I have finally achieved my 10% weight loss at fat club.

So far I have lost a total of 19 pounds and I’m extremely proud of myself.

As I will be off on a journey to Turkey next week to see Hasan, I have cancelled my membership to Weight Watchers. It runs out on the 24th November and I won’t be around for the weekly weigh-in.

But I’ll still be tracking my points in my usual anal way while I’m away. Although I am stressing a bit about what I’m going to eat while over there. When I was last there I couldn’t find any fat free yogurt and I practically live on that! Turks use a lot of oil when cooking so I think I’ll be choosing salad a lot if we eat out.

To mark my weight-loss achievement I received a key ring from my group leader.

Live long and prosper

I have a confession to make….I am a trekkie! Not a fully fledged one that goes to conventions dressed as a Klingon, but I am worryingly knowledgeable about all things Star Trek and could probably survive Mastermind with it as my specialist subject.

I’ve liked Star Trek since I was a child, I used to rush home from guides on a Monday night to watch the original series. I love all three of the new generations but my favourite is Voyager. At the moment Sky Atlantic are showing the complete series of Voyager, so imagine my surprise and joy when an episode had a character in it from another of my great TV loves… Sex and the City.

Carrie Bradshaw’s best gay friend Stanford Blatch, (Willie Carson),popped up as an alien in the episode “Thirty Days”. He resembled a teenage hero mutant turtle but as soon as he spoke he was instantly recognisable.

Just fabulous!

Girls just want to have fun

This week I went on a night out with my friend Jane, she had a wild night planned for me at a talk in her local second hand book store in Clevedon. Given that I have been on quite a few dodgy outings with Jane over the years I must admit I was a bit dubious about this latest excursion. Several years ago she dragged me along to a cosmetic event, but instead of getting lots of freebies we were listening to a talk about the best lip salve to use in the arctic circle. As we weren’t planning a trip to the North pole, we made a run for it at coffee break and didn’t look back.

As the book store is so quaint and I’m planning to do a creative writing course there in January I though I’d better support it. The speaker was a local historian called David Milner and he gave a talk about local men who served in the Battle of Waterloo in 1815. He had some very interesting tales but the one that stood out for me was the tale of Joel Fisher. He came from Weston Super Mare in Somerset and returned there after the Battle of Waterloo and opened a pub with his wife. All seemed well in their lives until they started taking in lodgers, the rent started disappearing and Joel blamed his wife. One night after a violent argument he took an iron bar bludgeoned her over the head, not convinced the job was done he then went down to the kitchen and returned with a knife and slit her throat. His hanging was a public event and nearly 5000 people turned out to watch his demise. Many locals had said that when Joel had returned from the war he didn’t seem the same and acted erratically, according to our speaker this could have been the earliest reference to battle fatigue or as it’s now referred to as post traumatic stress disorder.

The whole talk was very good and David was obviously very knowledgeable about local history and I’ll probably go to more of his talks in the future.

The moral of this story….. trust Jane’s judgement and go with the flow.

One more pound along the road I go

I have been so engrossed in my studies that I haven’t kept my loyal readers up to date with my adventures in fat club land.

In the last 2 weeks I have lost another 3 and a half pounds, I only need to lose another pound and I will have reached my 10% weight loss target.

I think doing my nurse practice hours have really helped me to shift the extra pounds, it’s been quite busy on all the days I’ve worked so far and I’ve walked miles on the unit.

Over the last 7 years during my illness I haven’t been able to do any exercise and didn’t really move around a great deal as it was exhausting. That’s why the pounds piled on and I got lardy!

So not only is the course shaping my nursing career, it’s also helping me to regain my body and once the course is over I’m going to make an effort to get back to exercise. I just haven’t had the energy to do anything else after finishing my shifts.

It’s been a hard slog so far both for the course and the weight loss, but both have been worth it.

Light at the end of the tunnel

I’m ashamed to say I haven’t written in this blog since the end of September. I have been so consumed by the Return to Nurse Practice course, that I haven’t been able to think about anything else. I often read the paper or see something on TV that I could write about and never get round to doing anything about it.

On a positive note though… I have written my assignment and am ready to submit it online, I really need to do that soon to avoid obsessional tweaking. Also I am over half way through my practice hours and will be finished by the end of October.

The course will be officially over 15th November and then I can take a well needed break. I have really enjoyed working back on the unit, many of the staff I worked with before are still there and some days it’s like I’d never left.

Although it has been exhausting going back to nursing, I’m glad that I made the decision to do it.

Nose to the grindstone

My blog has been sadly neglected over the last few weeks.

All of my efforts lately have been concentrated on my Return to nurse practice course. I have done 4 shifts so far on the unit and it all seems to be going well, if not a little exhausting. But thankfully I’m not as fatigued as I feared I would be.

At the moment I’m working on my reflective assignment, I’m sat surrounded by articles on my chosen subjects and I’m desperate for a break. So I have decided to add to my posts for a bit of light relief.

Before I felt able enough to return to nursing I started reading about creative writing. So it’s been difficult trying to get out of the habit of writing creatively and subjectively, and start writing in an analytical style again. The last time I wrote a University level essay was about 9 years ago and I’m very rusty.

The submission date is looming and I’m conscious that I’m running out of time, but I know that I work better under pressure. When I was studying with the Open University I was up very late still writing an assignment the night before I was due to go to New York. I posted it, a day before the due date, at Heathrow Airport just before checking in.

I’ve tried so hard over the years to be more disciplined in my studies but without success. But as the old adage goes,  ‘If it ain’t broke don’t fix it’, every assignment I’ve written has achieved a pass mark in varying numbers.  So I’m not losing too much sleep over it………yet!

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