So for those of you who don’t know, I have been off work with Work induced Anxiety & Depression, since August. I was signed off whist by my GP whilst on the last week of our trip to Athens, while I was supposed to be enjoying some well-earned R&R with Chloe. It didn’t turn out […]
A child going in to hospital is frightening at any time even if it just a straightforward operation. There are a huge range of emotions involved and some can be totally irrational – I’m not ashamed to say I’ve had most of them this week.
How do you handle screaming children when it’s you they’re shouting and ranting at? Are there protocols for dealing with someone who has clearly got it into their head that they are already obeying a rule and can’t possibly break it for something you are telling them to do?
Or do you just let it go?
Fight or Flight?