F is for Forceps

I don’t think men know enough about forceps. But it’s about time they did. So I’m going to explain what the fear is like when a midwife holds up the forceps and says “I’m afraid I’m going to have to use the forceps.”

It’s like a irate women holding up a pair of nutcrackers in front of her partner and saying:

“I’ve always had a penchant for nuts. And your’s look ripe for cracking.”

Oh there’s another F I liked to talk about and that’s “Freedom”.

For the last 6 weeks or so I have been working in the most hellish job I have ever had with a level of toxicity and venom I have never encountered before in all my working life. Today, I made the decision to leave. It was a shame as it was a job I really needed and I will have to work even harder to get to where I want to be now when I thought I was finally on track. But I am old and wise enough to know that some battles aren’t worth fighting. And tonight when I left knowing my time there is limited I felt freedom in my veins.

And it felt good. I will sleep easy tonight.

Comments

  1. Iain KellyApril 6, 2018 at 10:56 AM

    Ouch, I winced at the forceps! Enjoy your new found freedom :-)
    https://iainkellywriting.com/2018/04/06/f-is-for-famagusta-cyprus/

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  2. RedApril 6, 2018 at 1:18 PM

    Yay for you! Over the course of several job changes, I kept myself perfectly level, never advancing my career. I did it for the same reason you say. A better job, without "better" money, is often worth the freedom from the old job.

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  3. Weekends in MaineApril 7, 2018 at 4:10 AM

    Forceps while not pleasant can be quite helpful Good luck with your job transition. It sounds like you made the right decision. Weekends In Maine

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  4. TamaraApril 7, 2018 at 7:52 AM

    Good for you to walk out of a job that was dragging you down. You'll find another one where you will be valued!

    https://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/2018/04/f-is-for-florence.html

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  5. WendyApril 9, 2018 at 12:21 PM

    I hope you find another, better job, quickly. As for forceps, I've had the pain. My advice to anyone given the choice between pushing or forceps is PUSH! LOL

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