I’m not a person who enjoys conflict but equally I would rather address a problem than ignore it, until now. When all the rumours about me being moved to work back in on the unit my first inclination was to contact my manager and get the full story, fortunately she didn’t answer her phone and yes, it was ‘fortunately’, as it gave me time to rethink my strategy. I came up with a plan of action which required that I was not in formal consultation until a week ago, timing was all important with regard to when I resigned, which I would do if I was to be moved. So, instead of fronting up to my manager I put my blinkers on, kept my head down, and ignored all the rumours. You know how a child will believe that if they can’t see you, then you can’t see them, well that was me, no tantrums just hands over eyes.
I’m still carrying on with my new policy, and it seems that it may have paid off as my team leader contacted me on Friday to say that I am not being moved. I’m not going to count my chickens yet as I am now firmly of the opinion that you can’t trust a word that managers say to you, but as far as I’m concerned every week that goes by, which sees me still in my role as a community midwife, is a bonus and allowing me to get nearer to the light at the end of the tunnel.