Moving A Fridge

Burnout managed by leaving the job. Gut issues appear. They have a look, it's a hiatal hernia that eased off as soon as it was confirmed. A little time feeling normal, and then the stress headaches return. Clearly, I have worn myself out, not just through an erosive career but through time. It's important to recognise: I age.

The doctor got in touch. Yes, they proactively called me for a review, somewhat unheard of here in the UK. I have seen the same GP for nine months. Like me, she understands the importance of continuity of engagement. We spoke in depth about where I am at. She offered the option of antidepressants, no pushing. Instead, guiding me towards my own agency.

I prefer not to take medication if I don't need it. I explained that making a decision when not feeling well does not sit right with me. I felt respected in the conversation. Coming to a close, I got up to leave, and she sincerely said, "It was really good to see you, Karl. Take care."

I recognise now that what will heal me is collaboration and sincerity. Ageing needs partnership, not isolation. I feel inspired now to engage more with my local community. Find a "third space" to go to frequently. Connections will be found in the confidence that I may be missed if I no longer show up. We all need someone to help us move a fridge. That includes the sincerity needed to guide a man through his health decisions.