Our Key Workers
Kelly Gynn is what we would refer to in this present climate as an NHS Hero……she is a Nurse. Kelly is also a Mortgage Prisoner.
We asked Kelly to tell us what life is like for her working on the front line on a COVID NHS hospital ward and as a Mortgage Prisoner.
This was her response:
Well, at the moment I’m in the middle of working a run of night shifts. I’ve had three hours sleep to fuel a 12.5 hour shift tonight – anxiety isn’t helping with sleep and it’s all the rest time my mind would allow me.
The first time I heard we would be caring for positive COVID patients was during an emergency meeting in the early hours of a Shift and, to be honest, I felt like I was going to be physically sick.
Caring for dying patients – the thought of them dying alone without family members by their side filled me with dread. My mind went into overdrive: what if I die; what if I never see my children again and even worse, what if I take the virus home to them?
Their Dad isn’t in the picture and all they have is me – just me and my parents.
I admit to thinking of every excuse to go sick so I couldn’t go into work again – then I’m tortured by the guilt through sleepless nights, anxiety and heart palpitations and so I haven’t yet missed a shift.
Laying down, exhausted, I look at the house around me that badly needs a huge revamp – it’s way overdue but there’s been very little money to live off – let alone decorate. Yes – I’m getting an income, £9,70 an hour, but the mortgage is just so high and I’m always left wondering how long can I actually continue – I really just don’t know how much longer I can go on?
How much longer do I risk my life and my children’s’ lives all just to pay the mortgage…. but I HAVE NO CHOICE!
I have to work. This is our home.I love my job and care deeply for others.
And during all this my oven broke down and we were without one for 3 weeks. Making do with a sandwich toaster and Pot Noodles and cereal for nutrition until I could afford a new one. I scrimp and I save and have since bought a new one but to do this the electricity bill had to wait; I simply couldn’t afford both. There’s just never enough money to go around.
My first COVID positive patient. A gent the same age as my father. Laughing and joking with my colleagues made it a little easier to face – we all looked so strange in our PPE – and it was nice to see him smile at us too. Then, in a flash, he went from being on oxygen to death- in just 72 hours. I found myself holding my breath for as long as I possibly could to try to save myself from harm….
I have sore, scabby hands from all the washing; a sore face and breakouts from wearing the masks and I am sleep deprived.
My team are all fantastic and we’re a huge support to one another; we’re all friends – it feels like family. The support from the Community is outstanding and we have little ‘Thank You’ gifts delivered to work.
However, every single day when we go to work, by simply doing our job we are risking our lives and those of our families.
Hope this helps – Half asleep this end…..’
We thanked Kelly for sharing her experience and she messaged this final response:
‘Kind of used to it now – LOL – exhausted but I’ve been that way continually for the past few year – “strong old girl” as my Mum would say and “Don’t you let anybody beat you” – remembering her words helps a huge deal. Like I said – I have no choice.
Thank you for all your help. This Group has helped immensely and brings me hope that this could one day all be over – I’ll be taking the kids on holidays when it is and that’s one thing I know for sure. X’