I've just been lucky enough to recieve a delivery from a flower company. Contained in the box was flowers and a teddy bear, and the card told me they were from my colleagues at work. If you have read my very first post you will know that I count myself lucky to be able to call my workmates friends, and this is just one thing that shows why.
So I thought I'd tell you a bit more about why I think this. For the last 5 years I have have worked with the best bunch of people anyone could wish for. I worked for the NHS in learning disabilities services, working in residential services. After a fairly extended period of sickness following the operation on my neck I returned to work to be part of a project team that had been set up. Due to the op and the MS I was no longer up to working in the hands on role I had been doing. Over the next 6 months more people joined the team and by the spring of 2007 our little group was complete. We always knew the project was time limited due the the way it was funded, but managed again and again to secure more funding to allow it to continue.
As a team we were based alongside the local social services department, and worked very closely with one of the teams there. As we worked more and more closely together we became friends as well as colleagues. In this time I have had several MS relapses, some worse then others, and had a stay in hospital. Throughout all of these trying times the guys have been there, supporting me, helping me get through. I know I would not have managed to continue so easily at work without the support I've had from them all. For this I will always be grateful to them all.
When we secured the last lot of funding for the team, we knew then it would be the last we would get, and that our ride would come to an end in March this year. Because of the approaching end date some of the team had to start thinking what they would do when it came to an end, me included. Fate intervened and a job came up in the team we had worked so closely with for the last few years. I applied, and was lucky enough to get the job, despite being like a rabbit caught in the headlights throughout the entire interview. When they asked if I had any questions I said yes, could I leave now.
So in April 2010 I left my comfort zone and started my new job. The team there are fab too, I was already friends with them, and working with them has just strenthened this, and in some cases made friendships much closer. Just before I started another lady started with the team also, and fate certainly intervened there too. She fitted in so well, its just like she's been part of the team all along, and I'm lucky to be able to call her a friend now.
Both teams fit together as one. We have nights out, and get drunk together. Usually curry nights, due to the boss refusing to eat anything else, or sulking if he's made to. We take the mickey out of each other. We have a good old gossip, we share our joys and our sorrows, our highs and our lows. There is always someone there to support you when you need it, and we've all got each others backs. We disagree occasionally, but its always over as quickly as it began, and never any grudges held.
They say you can choose your friends not your family, but in fact all things considered thats what we are like, a family. But this one you would choose!
C x
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