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 carer. Yes it’s 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 course 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 until, 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 much training 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.
If you heard it in a sound then it would be all the chords, notes you can think of going of at once.
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 🙂
What can I say I’ve neglected my blog, just seems less time to think and write. However, have been to Scotland and then to my very first festival. Also lots of work in the garden at weekends but clearly not in my 20’s or even 30’s for that matter as I ache.
So Scotland was amazing, beautiful as always I love it. One day we will be moving to Scotland but for now its enough to visit just wish time would allow us more visits.
The festival not even sure what to say, I last 45 years not going to a festival and then I went. Well it was great fun but camping is not for me. Embrace were fabulous and it was a nice surprise meeting the stars of Emmerdale. Paddy we loved him.
Then the gardening well lets just say we have done wonders and we still have more to do, lots of trips to the tip.
Save the dates have nearly all gone out. Wedding 2017!
Now to work well Assessing is good, my contact with some lovely learners make it easier to do my job. As usual paperwork and politics always have a negative baring on how much you enjoy your role. Still for me if I can impart one piece of information to enable someone to do their job better and then ultimately the care should be better.
No I am going to set myself a task that by the end of the year I will have completed a well being week. I want to do this and was suppose to do it in August but time and other commitments placed it on a back burner. What I ask myself is why did I not find the time? I placed well-being second and I need to address the balance.
So I will do and I will ask for stories to be shared regarding well being and mental health. Trying to lift the darkness on being able to talk about suicide is my aim.
So until then hope all are well and those carers out there are keeping themselves well.
Love long love strong and hold tight things sometimes will seem unbearable but please talk, chat, open up, share and most of all if your a person who is been told ‘LISTEN’
Come on let’s bloody stop this. Why oh why are we allowing our most precious/vulnerable people to be placed in poor care homes. For those amazing carers (there will be some in these homes) that work in these homes that lights are flickering please speak up and stand tall and try to use your kindness elsewhere or to help make these homes better. CQC and the councils use these good carers to make the difference. Sort out the management and the owners make them stand up and explain publicly as to why they are failing! Make them explain. Why are they not in public at a public meeting telling us their reason. why they are failing. How can we accept failing homes.
My anger is justified as these care homes can access funding and support. Yes there are cuts but there are ways of not affecting care there really is. We are suppose to care for our most vulnerable, bloody hell lets get it right. Come on society please value care, the government stop cutting things for the most vulnerable.
Tonight after feeling a little frustrated and low. I had a simplicistic moment that reminded me of being thankful and happy with what my life has become now. Sat in bed and the rain began to pour down. Watching the rain drops and listening to the rain whilst laid next to the man I love.
It was a gentle moment which initially I didn’t appreciate until Alan mentioned going out and sitting in the rain in the dark (something new for me) ☔️☔️☔️☔️☔️. So wrapped up in my dressing gown and Alan in his fleece we went outside. Alan prepared the brollie and we sat💞. Do you know what? It was lovely and very romantic. I sat, was held, kept close and dry by this man who has shown me how to look further and appreciate what is around me. The rain was lovely the droplets sliding down the brollie and the sound of pitter patter. The dark sky’s just made you feel lost in a new world where we only existed just for that moment nothing mattered apart from that very moment. Lost in the sound but the imagination of being at loch Eck in the rain was beautiful.
Appreciating what I have is simple it’s not sweating the small stuff but looking at what’s there right there and right now.
Thank you for the new moment Alan you are my rock and remind me of the simple things in life.
So its been a while since I even tried to post something on here, no real excuse except the inspiration needed to try to write something appealing has been missing! 😦
I can blame my work in some way for my lack of get up and write attitude (as its lost) as its been all consuming in an emotional way. Trying to fit into a team that is established can be difficult and has been difficult. So now I have decide to leave the College and try freelance work again (scary). This is another try at establishing enough work that gives me some feeling of achievement.
What I know is that I love care work (its been part of my life since I was 18) and love being able to go into homes/companies and support and nurture potential but its getting less easy as companies are not valuing the training needed for their staff. Cutting corners and reducing staff, only using distant learning and rarely having someone come in and train their team. So I am at a loss how my role can alter this mentality, how can I now impact on these people if their own company does not value their development. Now of course this is a sweeping statement but sadly in so many companies this is true. Yes I have been to places that are great and seem to value their team and also their clients but sadly at present this is less then it should be so for people like me this is somewhat soul destroying as I feel teaching and learning in care is as important as any industry. Care is a multi million pound industry yet it has lost its value in the society.
So my inspiration is going to have to come from somewhere else and now I need to find it. Just going to get up and look around and evaluate what I want to do and why I want to do something. Shockingly I even find myself reflecting on my choices with my career and see what made me take the path. One question I always know how to answer is; what do you want to achieve? Easy to answer as I want to achieve appreciation for carer/support workers/ care assistants or whatever role there is in care. I want to achieve the respect for the care industry to be able to finding the good news stories more readily then the bad stories respect.
So for now I just want time to decide and time to evaluate. I hope I will be able to post more often and have more interesting things to report/say. Its going to be an interesting few months I think.
ONWARD ONCE MORE!! So Come on pull up a chair and value the view and join me in the crusade to bring care once more into the light of positivity. 🙂 🙂
Why do people make resolutions what are they for? Is it to make them feel they have a plan of action or is it to make the world a better place?
I am always baffled by the making of a new years resolutions as surely when you break them you feel like you failed and this will surely do the opposite of what a resolution is made for.
As I see it instead of a resolution write a bucker list of possibilities not over expectations and not set in concrete. My dear friend Valerie (not longer with us) used to pin on her fridge her aims and possibilities for the year ahead which we always joked about. However, after yesterday and my fiancée mentioning that we should do a list I have decided to start our own. The list will consist of things we hope to buy, things we hope to do, improvements we hope to complete and personal well-being.
First job on the list completed and after clearing out the cupboard I am going to utilise the container that I found with loose change in it and commence the second item on the list and that is to add to this container after each day with any loose change in my purse.
So I forego tradition resolution and opt for stealing Valerie’s idea and do a year of possibilities. Oh and another item to be added will be a Wedding date and a theme so as my pinterest doesn’t look like I am having a breakdown of ideas
After a little more thought I have decided to commence the instagram 365 happy days photo challenge but not sure I will have enough inspiration to take a picture every day to meet 365 days. 2 down and these are the first. The first one shows my darling cat assisting with the Xmas clean up (no help just a bloody little toe rag) and the next is his toy discarded for sleep.
So as I go on with this challenge I hope to gain inspiration from the people around me and hope to offer some light-hearted scenes of happiness or what at that moment in time gave me a smile.
I aim to gain inspiration from the new places I will visit both work wise and personally. As I am going to be assessing in some new establishments I hope the new learners will give me my passion for training and teaching. Or if not then at least I hope my nurturing side will be awakened again. I am going to be completing 2 days at a children centre to talk to parents about care and what it means to work in care. If I can inspire one person to take on the challenge of working in care and who can offer a positive input in care then I will be happy. Or at least I will be able to share what values I have about care work.
I am already thinking about the photo for tomorrow the question is what will I be inspired by tomorrow?
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.
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.
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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.
Care is not a cool subject to discuss it seems, in the public eye or in their ears as they seem to just hear about the poor care that goes on out there. I am aware that some care homes are not up to standards and some employers have a lot to learn but the on the ground level carers who chose to do this job are being devalued.
We have to see social care as important as clinical care. Just because the care workers or carers may not have a degree or doctorate or a nursing qualification does not mean they are less important or valuable. Until the government value the work people do care will always have bad press or be seen as a job people fall into (I remember someone saying anyone can do OMG no not true) . I get that people think its a job that fits please do not go into care work because it just fits. We need compassion, passion, confidence, nurturing and empathy attributes to enable the people that are vulnerable to be supported in everyday life, whether that is at the start of life or and the end of life.
I have had the honour of supporting people within care, some at the start of finding their independence and others at the most vulnerable times of their life’s. I look back and some of the things we changed over the years to ensure the people we supported had a voice is remarkable and I believe continues in many care providers (we just don’t sing our own praises).
Many of these carers, care workers are getting minimum pay to care for all our loved ones or to care for us in the future. I ask you what price can be put on that. There has to be some sliding scale and in care there must be a different minimum wage surely.
I have just seen a post on another site I am a member of and its made me think about the lonely world at time when you are caring for a family member and how isolating it can be. I hope this lady does not mind but she noted in her post that she felt invisible within her life and that she is ‘just a carer’. I would like to say ‘just a carer’ is really not a title I like, the just bit is an injustice and I am telling you out there that anyone who is a carer the word just should never be used ahead of the word. You are a carer which I would title as a very important person who enables, encourages, guides, supports, loves, cares, fights, communicates and stands out in a crowd for the person you care for. A lot of the time you are selfless and forget about you so I am telling you in a very nice tone, we do not forget you, we see you and we hear you. Never ever feel isolated or invisible as we are grateful for the work you tirelessly do and at times it must be terrifying of what your day will bring but all I can say is hold on to your strength that you most certainly have and remember you will get through this and there will be the light and the hope.