This week has been a reminder of why I left teaching, a reminder of why I needed to work freelance and why I need to be able to drop everything at with a moments notice. I am a governor at Erin’s primary school and we had the anticipated Ofsted call this week. We knew it was coming and had our planning day where we divided up a few new roles and responsibilities just the week previously. We had a plan to put into action but the call came even before we could crack on with our tasks! Having been a teacher in my previous life it was really interesting to see Ofsted from a different angle as they grilled us on school policies and practices. It was just a taste of how the week would pan out.
Erin has had a cold for the past few days but was coping fine and I dropped her to school needing a day to catch up on work. Yet at 11am the phone rang and I could see it was school again. I immediately thought Ofsted wanted us back in for more questions but it was actually concerning Erin. She was having one of her coughing fits and the inhaler wasn’t doing anything and Erin was getting distressed. I flew out of the house knowing how bad it can get and thankful I was around the corner and not 9 miles away as has happened before. Erin was sitting outside her classroom and she tried to control her breathing and stay calm but it wasn’t happening. I put her into my car whilst considering my options. I could drive to our GP which was close, go home and ring 111 or drive to A&E. I found I headed to the GP on automatic knowing they were closest. When we arrived they could see Erin was distressed and needed immediate attention. After just a few minutes she was called through and the GP quickly checked her over and decided she needed urgent treatment. Some steroids were given whilst the GP rang the hospital who wanted to see Erin as she was having real difficulty breathing. However within just a few hours they steroids had done their job and she was much much better.
The night was rather unsettled as Erin was coughing and so we had a disturbed night. When we finally all slept it seems that the power blew in the house and so we then overslept! Talk about things happening in threes. When I called British Gas out the news was not good and we were left with no heating or hot water. Whilst it is not that cold yet – it wasn’t ideal for Erin.
Once the older two were home from school I decided to decamp over to mum and dads where there was water and heat! However dad had been busy painting doors and I decided not to stay the night incase the paint fumes irritated Erin’s chest but we made the most of the evening.
Saturday night is often take away night but we decided to indulge on a Friday instead! We used Deliveroo who deliver a wide range of restaurant meals direct to you door. Using the app is so easy and you pay online when you order. We opted for Pizza Express and the Etna which is a spicy pizza.
It was a good end to a somewhat hectic week and the take away was much needed. I’m hoping next week will allow me to get on with my writing but it is proof that we made the right choice a few years back when I decided to put the children ahead of my teaching.