So it looks as though I'm writing again. None so surprised and pleased as I, I assure you!
It's funny. I realised today that I haven't quite absorbed the fact that I will never see a patient as an orthoptist again. I'm losing a big part of myself. But making that decision seems to be giving me back a piece of myself orthoptics had stolen from me. It's a weird kind of exchange to make. Weirder to acknowledge.
What deals have you had to make with yourself? What did you have to give up, and what did you gain?
Chillin' with @stevecook23 after the Meeting of Doom, which was successful in freeing me of the process but ended up with me still having to do visual fields for four months while looking for another job. Hopefully I will find something and finish early!
