Christmas Eve

So I’m working tonight. I went to see john before I came to work, at his uncle’s house, so caught up with his mum and his uncle too. Was a bit of a misery on the quiet, I’d had a terrible night in work last night, one of my long time patients had died, I’ve worked 75 hours this week, a days/nights combo, and feel guilty cos I haven’t had half as much time to squeeze everyone in as I’d have liked.

John and I had been messaging back and forth a little, I only have 7 patients tonight compared to the usual 11 on a night shift, and other than one poorly lady, they’re all quite stable.

He text me at midnight to ask me if I was busy or if I could step off the ward for a minute. I immediately asked him if he was here or if it was a joke, and he sent me a little smiley face. So I stepped off the ward and there he was with a lovely bunch of flowers with all sparkly bits in, and a bag with a present in.

I sent him home with the flowers, patients aren’t allowed them on the ward so we have no vases and I didn’t want them to die before I could take them home and show them off! I’ve just opened the presents on my break and he’d put a box of chocs and a framed photo of us pulling silly faces when we were in hamburg.

Honestly, it’s like something out of a movie. People just don’t do romantic things like that for me! I can’t wipe the smile off my face, and I know my eyes are all shiny and sparkly when I think about it!

I’m telling you now, the boy is setting the bar high, this being our first Christmas together and all.

Love him to bits!

Xx