Colours and sounds of a Care worker :)

PART 1 (not sure there is a part 2)

It came into my head tonight that there must be a tail or two that care workers could tell us that will shed light on the fun it can be  to be a care. Yes its a serious job (I am well aware), but if like me there has been some funny/amusing/amazing/extraordinary experiences that within care then maybe we should share. It’s just a thought. Of cause no identifiable information that would break ‘data protection’ or ‘confidentiality’ but stories that may bring a wry smile to your face or did bring a rye smile maybe even a loud laugh.

My first day as a support worker (18 just left home) gave me a shock, having a lady ask me outright if I had a Fanny and the proceeded to say I have ‘see’. Oh and yes she showed me. How I managed to be brave enough to stay I do not know but I did. It still brings a wry smile to me face when I think of her that first moment. Not long after this i was told I would need to practice ducking and I just laughed at that comment not understanding the real implications unit, a glass and a table came across the room then I realised ducking was a skill I mastered very quickly. I found myself drawn to the services users who everyone seemed to want to avoid as they were deemed as ‘challenging’ and they were but finding out about the person and learning the triggers and reasons behind the frustration helped enormously.  So I would watch and observe and move very quickly when another support worker went in feet first with no thought for the persons feelings. They soon learnt to duck. Sadly 28 years ago there was not that much straining or clear understanding. However, I now enjoy being able to share my knowledge in supporting positive behaviours.

If you could see care in colour then below is what it would be, unique, bright and sometimes explosive. It’s all the colours of  the rainbow and more.

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If you heard it in a sound then it would be all the chords, notes you can think of going of at once.

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So what I ask is that you focus on these stories of joy, amusement, uniqueness and inclusion and share them with respect. Remember on the harder days it’s going to be a better day soon. Think of the colours, think of the sounds and then remember your going home you are just there for a moment in some of the people’s lives so make that moment mean something. Make that time be colourful, make the smile as bright as you can and focus on what matters.

Please feel free to share your stories, please feel free to ask advice and feel free to be unique. YOU ALL MATTER 🙂

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Story of a Care worker

Care is amazing but hard please value the ones who do the job.

Over the years I have met so many care workers so great, exceptional, amazing, passionate, driven to provide the best of care and then the ones that are not all of the previous comments. Carers from all over the world who are committed to supporting our most vulnerable, yes I am not blinkered to the poor care out there but its getting better and we are more vocal at the poor care now.

So many experiences I have been lucky to have had,  from supporting independence to enabling someone to die at home with their loved ones. Every moment just as important as another.

I have been through the saddest of time and then the times that has been utter joy. Each experience has left a mark on me and has made me who I am today when I go and do assessing/training for people who work in care. I focus on my learning through experience and try to impart some experience on others. I am always passionate   about care because this is one of the most important industry you could work in.

I think back at times and remember by first day of walking into a Big House in the Village of Milton in Cambridge (Edmund House), it was an old building which would be classed as an institute but Mencap were working hard to alter the care/support for people. I came at a time that I was able to be part of that. Watching the development of a more independent and inclusive provision. I was 18 just finished college in Scunthorpe and thrown headlong into the world of care. IT WAS A MASSIVE LIFE CHANGING EXPERIENCE!!!

I have met along the way people who have made an impact on me some for the good and some for the wrong reasons. However, I love the care world, I have faith in the care world, regardless of society not respecting or noticing the hard work carers do. We pay the minimum wage to the people who are caring for our most vulnerable but they do it in spite of that.

I want to continue to try to value and get others to value care and therefore I may change my page to something more inclusive. I have not been able to have the impact I wanted and now it back to the drawing board to think about how I get care out there as a positive. I want a community who are not afraid to share their stories and to share the advice so time for change I think.

Care needs a voice and I may try to get it one.

So please come on and pull up a chair and talk about care. Talk about everything you want to. Open the can and lets not place the lid back on lets just share our experiences and stories that will make people smile and see the positives.

Scary times being OUT and as a definite IN I worry for care, training and all the people who care regardless of what country you are from you do a vital job.

Take this as a bloody big thank you from me. pooh

Dementia book…..

Morning all

Day off today and I aim to spend it doing things for me I hope. Firstly cleaning so that weekend I can relax and next will be to (well what I am doing now) update blog and Facebook page. I will then venture to do as requested by my lovely man and go purchase some clothes or shoes with my gorgeous daughter.

So as the 2nd job is to update this page I thought I would share a book that I have just seen on the Alzheimer’s page on Facebook and I know you out there in blog world will have people you know who are suffering in the darkness of this disease call dementia and all its strains.

 

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I hope you find the book a worthwhile read.

Hope all of you out there that are struggling to support and care for loved ones with dementia will gain something.

There are many things out there to help please share any of your thoughts. To give guidance and support I hope you are finding what you need X

My Facebook page is there just to use as a sounding board if need be for gaining advice or just sharing stories and experiences. Also if you find a resource for care. Not just dementia like care ever type of care we do out there.

Please check out my Facebook page,

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Sharing our stories is a way of giving value to those that support individuals, the media is quick to jump on all the positive stories but we need to see some of those good news stories in care that are out there. I know they exist just people seem to focus on negatives.

 

Professor Winston is really all that.

Wow! what a great day today I have had at work, well not exactly at work, at a conference with an amazing guest Professor Winston. He was simply brilliant, inspiring and just simply engaging. What he had to say about health care was spot on and that there is a way to go to get it right and we can not really plan to what will happen. Yes people are living longer and therefore more care is going to be required. One of the most heart wrenching but comforting things he shared was that there is proof that someone who maybe in a coma or lost due to another condition can seemingly hear you. So those words you say have to be caring, loving, nurturing and encouraging when talking to someone who is silent.

So as I see it, time is now to get care right, to improve care for all, to nurture potential that is out there and value the people who are caring and supporting our most very vulnerable people (our loved ones). Yes! I hear the cry there are many carers who do an amazing job but why are you not telling people about it and sharing these good news stories. The requirements need to be changed to not have people just relevantly trained we need people properly trained, from 16 onwards to provide care. Soft skills (how to communicate, how to work as team and what values are) are just as important as knowing how to administer medication for one example. I am not saying you need a degree but I am saying you need some formal training to support people. You need to show you can support someone in a way they want to be cared for or supported. Lets hear peoples needs and lets observe what they want.

The other day I wrote a poem but after today I changed it. I hope it resonates with people (I am not a poet or writer so please bare with).

Please see me

When you look at me

What do you see?

When you talk to me

What do you hear?

Can you see me?

Can you hear me?

All I ask is,

See me

Hear me

Don’t ignore me

Know that what you say I can hear

I maybe silent but I am here.

I am not who I was

I am not who I thought I was

I am lost

I am hidden

So I ask you

Please look at me

Please see me

Please talk to me

I wish I could answer.

Please listen hard

Please seek me out, I am here.

Please see past my silence

See past the shell

See me for who I was and not just who I am now.

Care and what does is mean?

Care Definition:

The provision of what is necessary for the health, welfare, maintenance, and protection of someone or something:the care of the elderly, the child is in the care of her grandparents healthcare

 

For me care is about enabling, supporting, reassuring and protecting people. I know there are lots of amazing carers out there who do a tireless job (some not even seeing it as a job).

My mother cares for my father she puts all her energy and love into ensuring they have a good life together enabling and supporting him to enjoy every aspect of life by making their time together full of experiences.She values every moment she has and never ever looks back.

I have 2 friends who care for their boys who have difficulties and do it with warm hearts and open minds, not expecting the world to see them  but I see them both, their time is filled with caring for these boys who need their full attention but never do they regret being there for them or regret having them just as they are.

Me well my job was to care, within the care sector supporting individuals with Learning disabilities to fulfil what they needed or wanted within their lives, not always positive moments (at times a little shocking) but mainly moments that will stay with me, moments of achievement and rewards, moments of sadness and joy, moments that would make your hair curl but never ever did I regret my choice of career. I actually used to love my job even though it was full on and there was a lot of battles that I tried to fight on their behalf (some we won as a team).  What I worry about is that now in the job I do I don’t see many people who have the same ethos or compassion about supporting people out there who are vulnerable, yes there are some who are out there who love their job and doing amazingly but surely this should not be a few it should be most.

So I ask you what is care to you and how can we nurture new carers to give the BEST they can to people who need our BEST. Is it about qualification as I don’t think it is.

 

Mum just for you. :)

My mother

My mother!

Who is she?

My mother

What does she do?

Well my mother is simply,

a brave woman.

My mother, is simply,

the person who taught us to love,

to laugh,

to cry.

My mother simply

allowed us to be us,

to be accepting,

to forgive

to hope and see a future.

My mother is simply

A mum, mummy, mother, grandma, great grandma

She is just simply

MY MUM brave, determined and an inspiration.

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Poem of loss and allow your grieve to come out.

Hold tight let the tears flow

Your loss will hurt

The pain will grip you

Allow yourself to feel

Hold tight let the tears flow.

Think of the joy they brought

Think of the hope they showed you

Hold tight let the tears flow.

Think of the memories

Think of the pictures you have stored in you mind

Think of that smile, that belly giggle

Hold tight let the tears flow.

Think of the past

Think of the future

Hold tight let the tears flow.

Remember the love so that it will never be forgotten

Remember the hope and the kindness

Remember the unique person who was lost.

Open your eyes

See the stars

The brightest one will be yours

You will find the strength to help you on this long journey

Hold tight let the tears fade away.

It knows I though it was a Red Squirrel as now its being very blatant in its stealing of my Apples.

Brave and Brash Grey Squirrel. The subject is closed now and never to be re-opened (well unless it does tricks). Its very brave now even looking at me as I take the picture. Well Squirrel watch needs to be over before my family form an intervention group. What a day of hope to be dashed that its an every day GREY one. Well thank you x P1090394 (2) P1090419 (2) P1090423 (2) P1090425 (2)