I'd accepted a role scoring and reporting on sleep studies at a hospital in Yorkshire two days a week from next week.
But...I must admit I've had reservations. It means sitting in front a computer interpreting squiggly lines for eight hours a day. Not my idea of fun.
I much prefer the active hands-on patient interactive part of sleep.
This was in the back of my mind the whole of this week, so much so that I put out the intention that if I was meant to do this, I'd have a sign.
Yesterday morning I kept looking at different trains to and from Yorkshire, my finger hesitating as it hovered over the booking. Eventually I decided to leave it and wait to see what happened.
In the afternoon I got an email from the agency advising that they'd just received another placement actually doing what I love to do. It was also up north working either 3 or 4 twilight shifts.
Yay.
I had a phone interview with the cardio-respiratory manager this morning and it appears that it is just what I was looking for. She asked if I have lung function testing skills - which I don't - but I have been doing a course over the last few months about it.
This also answers my thoughts that I need some hands on training along with my studies.
As much as I was stressing and having a hissy fit, it seems everything is unfolding as it should and that the delay in getting my visa and leaving the country has been fueled by this somewhat unconscious desire.
