Hard week

On Tuesday I got a wake up call. Maybe it's the pressure of knowing we meet the gynocologist next week, but it's fair to say I had a meltdown.

On Monday morning I got a call from hospital admissions asking if I could make a cancellation appointment with the endocrinologist the following afternoon. At the end of the phone, knowing I had an important work meeting, I told them I couldn't make it, slightly miffed with myself that I had prioritised work, but by Tuesday morning I was focused on the work required.

At the meeting I felt like a mug. So angry with myself just for being there. The leader of the council didn't appreciate it, she screamed at me, telling me that I shouldn't be in local government. I boiled over and burst into tears on the way home.

I suppose it was a realisation that I have been putting work ahead of me. It takes the best out of me. I get home so so tired after 8-12 hour days, I then have trouble getting motivated to cook healthly, I only exercise at weekends because I'm so tired etc. honestly I know that work is harming me. Staring at a screen sitting at a desk for that long cannot be good for me!

I need to make some changes and think about my priorities.