Memoir - Week 17
Then shift-work became a hindrance to my social life and begun
having a detrimental effect on my health. Nothing major. Just that my body had
slowly commenced turning itself completely inside out. I had been with the
Australian Federal Police for two years now – give or take a couple of months.
At the time, I was positioned within a 24/7 response area. Our schedule
consisted of three basic shift types: 7am starts to a 3pm finish, a 3pm start
and finish at 11pm, and an 11pm start winding down at 7am. In between each of
these three different blocks we would enjoy very generous days off. But, the
graveyard shift was what started burying me. It was the instigator of my body’s
newfound disruption. I lost weight,
periodically took on a sickly, pale complexion and generally fell unwell at
times. Not feeling well or feeling tired and working odd hours also meant I
suffered socially. It often meant having to cut my time out short with friends
and head for work. Other times I just felt completely out of it and wanted to
drop on the spot and sleep.
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