Back to working life

I got a job! Another one! It also seems that all I photographed this week was food and bananagrams. Since we haven't been doing much photographs have become a distant habit and I need to remember to start documenting things more, even places I've been a hundred times because in 10 years without a photo prompter those places will have been erased from my memory, sadly. I looked after the girls on Monday so that Bruce and Candy could drive to Christchurch to collect his mum from the airport, a journey that would of been so much more hassle with two children in tow. It was probably my most emotionally stressful day caring for them. We were all outside because I was hanging washing and the parents had only been gone 20 minutes or so went I hear Eliza scream and drop Tika's water bowl onto the ground. Her scream turned into an uncontrollable inconsolable cry. I ran to her and scooped her up and tried to sooth her but her howling did not subside. I've only ever seen her cry like that once before when Cassidy belly flopped on top of her with a baby gate between them. While I was trying to calm her down I saw the kittens playing with a cockroach only a metre from where she was. I began to panic and inspecting her body and discovered her hand had swollen to double it's size and was very red with two small dots at the tip of her middle finger. She'd been bitten. I rung Bruce straight away before ringing an emergency nurse. I was advised that cockroaches cannot bite so the nurse believed she was bitten by a spider. She was still crying uncontrollably and the next part only made that cry last even longer. I had to wash her hand and wound for 5 minutes under running water before holding ice on the area for 10 minutes followed by raising her arm for 10 minutes in the air. The ice was the worst part, I used a frozen teether and for ten painful minutes we both cried uncontrollably, Eliza at the shock and cold and myself because I was having to inflict this pain on her. She was throwing her head back and just sobbing her heart out. Cassidy kept bringing us toys to try and make her feel better but in the end I had to put a dvd on for her because it wasn't helping Eliza in that situation. An hour after the bite had happened the swelling had gone down a lot and she was using her hand to crawl and eat normally. It was one of the hardest things I've done. The rest of the day we just recovered and chilled out and I didn't put Eliza down for a nap until late afternoon once I knew she was completely okay. The day after I had my trial shift. I seemed to impress everybody pretty well and surprisingly enjoyed it more than I thought I would so I was offered the job. I decided to accept the job and turn down the Barker's position. I asked for Friday and Saturday off so Nick and I would have some last days off together before we both go into full time working again. The cafe position is going well and although it's busy when tour buses come in I'm enjoying the fast pace of the job. It keeps you busy and time does seem to fly by. Working in a coffee shop was the last thing I imagined myself doing but hopefully I will prove myself wrong and enjoy the time I spend there.Les mer