When I first started writing this post, I called it ‘the final straw’. I then started writing it and realised that although the decision in question feels like it was precipitated by a metaphorical ‘final straw’, it is actually incredibly positive and exciting therefore – I have re-named it ‘taking the plunge.’ Anyway, I realise that I have probably SUPER DUPER confused you now and you are wondering if I am having some sort of crazy hypo…let me take you back to the very beginning!
As I have mentioned before, I work as an events manager in a busy (and ridiculously posh) London five star hotel. My main business has always been the corporate side however, recently and due to unforeseen circumstances leading to us being short staffed, I have taken on quite a few ‘social’ events as well (think Bar Mitzvah’s, crazy lavish weddings, birthday parties and even the odd proposal!.)
I never went in to the hospitality industry thinking that I would have a 9-5 job or that I would be fairly remunerated for the ridiculous hours that I do and up until now, that has always been fine. There have been peaks and troughs and I have ploughed through the busy times whilst ensuring that I catch my breath when things have calmed down a bit.
The past few months have been somewhat of a crazy rollercoaster in terms of business, however, and although I have done my best to manage this effectively (whilst also holding down my other full time job of being a kick ass T1D), I have noticed that my control has definitely started to slip somewhat. I am due my next HbA1C in a couple of weeks and I will be interested to see if this has been affected at all. It is not really surprising that this has happened as I am often running around like a crazy fool, there is an abundance of nice food thrust in my face all day every day and it can be pretty hard to maintain any sort of routine. I therefore, after much deliberation and thought have finally taken the plunge and decided to quit – eeeeeeek!
This may be seen as a drastic decision by many as I do not currently have anything to go on to however, my health is the most important thing and I am no longer prepared to jeapordise this for something as silly as a little job! I cannot tell you how good it feels to have done this and I am now on a massive job hunt to try and find something that is going to help me pay my mortgage.
I really just wanted to put this out there to say that it is always worth being brave and taking that step in to unchartered territory. As much as we try and carry on as normal with T1D – and I remain a massive advocate of this! – I do think that sometimes it is worth reminding ourselves that health is paramount and some things are just not worth it.
Stay tuned for the next instalment, am hoping to fit in a bit of travelling in between jobs so will be looking for advice from everyone as to how to manage T1D and supplies whilst living out of a rucksack…..:)