I’ve disappeared from my blog for a good while now, but at least I’ve got some good news! I finally, after 2 years of being in Ireland, have gotten a full time job! I work as a Healthcare Assistant/Carer in a nursing home 10 minutes drive from where I live. I started on Tuesday and I was wrecked after it! I work from 8am to 8pm so you can imagine how tired I was!
There is lots to learn but I had a lovely senior HCA with me on Tuesday and she was just so nice. She was Filipino and she has lived in Ireland over 20 years.
I’ve been waiting for a job since I finished my Healthcare Support course in May, and for a while I was getting desperate as there were just no jobs popping up. Then suddenly they all appeared at once, so I applied for plenty. I got another job offer for a place half an hour away, but I took the one closer to me because I don’t think I’d like to have to drive 30 mins home after a 12 hour shift.
So that’s one bit of good news that came my way. Through sweat and tears I managed to finish my course, and I swear that’s my last one for a good while now! I’m tired and just done with doing course after course.
Another bit of good news is that my sister had a baby girl in May. She is just gorgeous and I love her to bits. She’s adorable and it’s great to see Mam and Dad enjoy spending time with her. My sister in law is also expecting a baby in October so there will be plenty of babies about! Myself and my husband have our wee cat Lola so she completes our little family. Unfortunately during our walks outside she has managed to get fleas, so now I’m getting bitten in bed by them. They are driving me mad so we are trying really hard to get rid of them!
That’s really all the news that I have. I hope to start posting more on this. I feel bad abandoning it, but I just wasn’t up to it for the past few months and just didn’t feel great mentally. Hopefully this job will be something good for me, because I really need some positive things happening!
Yet again, I disappeared from my blog, but I’m back once more! I’ve really nothing exciting to talk about so I find it hard to think of some interesting things to write about.
But, after a long long time waiting, I finally completed my work placement! In my healthcare course, we have to do a minimum of 60 hours work work experience in a healthcare facility for being a HCA (Healthcare Assistant), but with Covid and all, our due dates were moved from November to January. Then it was postponed again until March. Thankfully we all got out then in March and I was really apprehensive about it.
My placement was in a small nursing home in a small town about 15 minutes drive from where I live, so it was very handy to get there. On Sunday I went to get a Covid test, and if it was negative, then I could start on Tuesday. So Tuesday came and I was quite nervous. I didn’t have a clue what to expect whatsoever, so it was very overwhelming. Thankfully pretty much all the staff members were so nice (apart from 1) and they helped me as much as they could with everything. Also all the patients are so lovely.
I was afraid in case I wouldn’t like it, but I actually really did. It’s very rewarding and I like that the time flies by. Also I like how there is a routine. From half 8 to half 10 you get the patients their breakfast, washed and ready for the day. At quarter past 12 they have their dinner. Then at quarter past 4 they have their tea. I finished at 5 then while the other staff stayed until half 8 to get them ready for bed.
I was supposed to get 6 weeks work experience but due to Covid we were only able to get 3 weeks, so I asked could I go in on Saturdays to gain more hours and they said that that was fine. So now I go every Saturday to get more experience.
So I enjoyed my time there and the patients are so cute and lovely, so saying good morning to them, helping them get ready and having a chat is something I always look forward to.
Hopefully now I’ll be able to get a job after my course ends!
So, with my course finishing at the beginning of May, my course is FINALLY going out on Work Placement. Usually the course goes out in November and January, but because of Covid, ours was pushed back to January. Then numbers spiked during that time so our teacher pushed it back again until March.
For me, this is the most important aspect of the course. Ideally I would have liked to have the work placement in November, and if I enjoyed it then I would carry on with the course. Instead I’m pretty much nearly finished the course and I still have no idea if I was actually like working in this sector.
I have my placement location which is about 15 minute drive from my house so that’s fine. Also my teacher said that all the past students that done their placement really enjoyed it, so I’m hoping I will too. I will be working in a Nursing Home helping to look after the patients there, and like all my other classmates I’m quite nervous!
The plan is to work for 3 weeks and then we can ask and see if they will take us on for another 2 weeks during Easter break. That will mean we will have 5 weeks worth of work experience. Usually the group gets 6 weeks but this year we just couldn’t fit it in, so we have to use our Easter break to try and gain more. I don’t mind though because the experience is what I need.
I have to go up on Sunday to get my Covid test done, and if that is negative then I will either start next Tuesday or Wednesday. My husband got a test done and he said it was fine but others in my class said it was awful so I’m not sure what to think about getting it done!
I’m going to really miss our wee cat Lola though. I’m here with her literally all day so I hope she doesn’t get lonely without me. We have our routine of play time and that so she won’t know what to do on her own!
When I started this blog years ago I promised myself that I would write in it every single month. Whether it was 4 posts of 1, I would try and write something every month. I was doing great for years but I finally broke my streak!
I haven’t posted anything for a few months and I haven’t even opened my wordpress account until this week. I lost motivation to do pretty much anything these past few months, so that included writing in this. With this Covid 19 and other things, my mental health hasn’t been great lately, so writing a blog was definitely not a priority of mine.
Thankfully I feel there has been an improvement with medication that I started taking and I continue seeing my therapist, so I’m thinking more positively which is good. I started walking again, and although I miss some days (I only done it twice this week), I don’t get upset when I don’t do it. I’m trying which is the important thing.
My Spanish has taken a nose-dive unfortunately and I have just lost my motivation to learn it. I haven’t had an i-talki class for a few weeks so I’m sure my 2 teachers are wondering what happened me! But hopefully I’ll get back into it again.
My course is still going but it’s all online now. I like the fact that I don’t have to go to the school, however it’s very hard to concentrate, especially when the theme is quite boring, but I’m slowly getting through it. My husband has been helping me with my assignments which has been a great help because I just can’t seem to get them done by myself.
Finally our two cats Lola and Scoby are doing great. I love them to bits and they really make me happy, which is something I really need. Although the pandemic hit and all that, finding them was something that we all needed. Ha my Dad is tortured with Scoby though as he keeps ripping the arms of his leather sofa, so he would beg to differ.
So in my last blog I wrote about finding Scoby, (Sounds like Toby) our wee black and white kitten that my Mum and Dad found when they were walking through the field behind our house. Our Adopted Kitten
So within a couple of days of finding Scoby, we suddenly saw another kitten outside our garden! It was black and white, just like our kitten, and it was running around the garden and generally it looked in much better condition. We weren’t able to catch it so my Mum would leave food outside so that it could eat.
Everyday we would see it roaming around the garden, going into bushes, and I saw it playing with leaves another time.
During the couple of weeks, my Mum slowly gained it’s confidence and it got to the point where my Mum could sit and the kitten would go up to her and purr. As soon as my Mum moved though it was run away, but then one day my Mum quickly gave it a pet!
Soon after that my Mum could pick it up and I was able to see it up close. She was pretty sure it was a girl because it had a more girly face and it was small. So we decided that we would keep it with myself and my husband that night in the bathroom with food and water, and the next day we would bring it to the vet. It’s belly was really swollen and we didn’t want to bring her near Scoby in case she had a disease.
So Mum brought her and she was fine. She had worms so the vet gave us tablets to give, and slowly her belly is going down.
We are thinking that Scoby is her brother, because they are both black and white, they are of similar age, and as soon as we found Scoby we saw her a few days later! What’s funny is that when my Mum was at the Vet, she met our neighbour, who incidentally had brought in a black and white kitten that she had just found!
What’s even funnier, is that when the Receptionist said to our neighbour “What’s the name of the kitten?”
Our kitten was ALSO called Lola!
My Mum said “Lola??? My kitten is also a Lola!”
So that was such a coincidence! I’m sure that the 3 kittens were dumped all together and they just managed to make it to the houses at the other side of the field.
We thought “Oh this is great Scoby can meet his sister and they can play again! “
Wrong. We have learned that Lola is completely different to Scoby, and that she likes nothing more but sleeping…. and sleeping… and sleeping some more.
Scoby on the other hand loves playing and he’s really affectionate (but only when he wants to be). So when they meet all Scoby wants to do is get a reaction out of her, and because of his hormones he just goes crazy when he knows she is near. (He’s visiting the vet next week for the snip) So unfortunately they just don’t get along and we have had to keep Lola with myself and my husband in the mobile.
Because Lola didn’t really learn social skills, she’s not affectionate at all really, she doesn’t play much at all (only when I encourage her), she never miaows unless she’s hungry, and she’s quite happy to just be on her own. I think she is getting better with wanting to play though.
Scoby miaows when he’s hungry, wants to play and when he wants attention, so he’s a lot more vocal!
But Lola can have her cute moments too, especially when she is playing. Her furr is fluffy while his is shiny and silky, and she is half the size of Scoby! When they were together, we realised how small she is! I think maybe she was the runt of the group, or maybe she didn’t develop properly when she was outside.
Oh, and something new that I found, Lola has cat acne! I never knew it existed but there you go. I always thought it was just dirt but no, it’s acne.
It’s nice having Lola here with us, and right now I’m in the mobile a lot because I’m having classes online, so I’m here everyday by myself. She keeps me company.
She’s still skittish though and she definitely isn’t used to the boys, or other people at all really. She’s used to me and my Husband but even sometimes she’s skittish with us.
Hopefully after Scoby has his surgery (and she will have hers too) they might get along better! I want to get a cute photo of the two of them together!
I never would have thought that I would be back doing another course… but that’s exactly where I am at! With this pandemic nightmare and pretty much all tourism jobs gone in a poof of smoke, I’ve had to rethink my career choice! I’m decided (and hopefully sensibly) to do a Healthcare course. It allows me to work in nursing homes, hospitals, elderly home-care, health clinics and generally anything related to healthcare. With the way this Coronavirus is headed, I felt this was the most secure way of getting a job at the end of May!
Subjects include Care Support, Care Skills, Anatomy & Physiology, Human Growth & Development, Care of the Older Person, Work Experience and Nursing Theory & Practice. Communications and Health & Safety are two others but because I done those last year this means I don’t have to repeat those. So my timetable isn’t as hectic as the Tourism course last year!
So far I’m really enjoying all the subjects; they are really interesting and I’m learning loads in each class. That’s what I really enjoy, just learning new things. My teachers are all really nice and my classmates seem very nice too!
Compared to my Tourism course, where I was the oldest out of them all, in my new group there is a whole mix of ages. Some are just out of school, one is 25 and she done a make-up a course before this, another has 4 children, another has a son in his 30’s, so I feel a lot more comfortable in this class than the tourism one!
This year the school split every class into two. So my class has 30 students altogether, but to help with social distancing, they split us into half and my group (A) go to school one week while group B logs onto the lesson via zoom. So this week I go to school and then next week I can stay at home and log in. I don’t mind this at all! I get to have a lie in, I spend less on petrol, and because I’ve been taking Spanish classes through zoom, it’s not strange for me to have classes online. I know there are others in the class who hate the online part, and would much rather go to class, but for me I think it breaks up the monotony and I’m sure the weeks will fly by.
As I was studying Spanish during the summer, I wanted to try and keep taking classes during the times when I am free, but I learned pretty quickly that I’m really not engaging in the classes as much as I was. Instead of going 5 days a week, 20 classes, I now go only 3 days a week with 10 classes. I organised it so I could do it Monday, Wednesday and Friday, but I realised that I’m missing too much in the days that I don’t go, and I don’t really want to be spending money each week when I’m not really getting much out of it. So I decided that I will stop taking online classes but I’ll continue to take speaking classes with iTalki. If I manage to maintain what I learned and keep practicing it then I would be happy with that!
For the whole summer I was debating whether to do this Healthcare Support course, but I decided that it was the best choice. I wasn’t very happy going back to school again and studying ( I put so much effort into the Tourism course, I just felt that I couldn’t do it all again), but at least I don’t have to do 2 modules and if I can do it once, then I can do it again. Plus I learned that I just have to adapt to the situation that I’m in.
I feel that this course will open up more doors to me, and I know that I could do the job. I’m a kind, caring person and I want people to be happy. I’m not cut out for working in sales or a really stressful job, but I know I could work in the healthcare sector. I’ll be recognised as a Healthcare Assistant so I’ll actually have a title. I would be helping the nurse with the patients, chatting to them, feeding them, bathing them and helping them with their daily activities.
I really hope I made the right decision with this course. I cried when I realised my tourism course is useless (for the time being), and that I have to go back and do it all again. It’s not what I planned at all and I was really annoyed that I chose the wrong course. I’m lucky that I can go back and do another one, but it’s still difficult to put myself back into the mindset of being a student when I was 100% certain I would get a job in the something related to tourism.
So, as I probably said this time last year, lets see what this year brings!
We have a new addition to the family! My Mam and Dad found a wee kitten while they were walking in a field behind our house, and I think he has settled in great!
However it didn’t have a good start in life. The poor thing was found in an awful state, and it was in such a bad a state that when it heard my parents walking by, it creeped out and started meowing. My Mum walked over to it and it ran away, but it quickly came back, so Mum picked it up and held it in her arms. That shows how desperate it must have been! Myself and my husband were in town so we were very surprised when we saw this scrawny kitten on my Dad’s lap.
The poor thing just kept meowing when it was put down and all it did was sleep and it ate a little. We could also feel all it’s bones so it must have been out there for a while. What’s worse is that when it went to the toilet, we could see straw in his faeces. The poor thing was that hungry that it was eating straw! We decided to bring it to the vets the next Monday to see how they could help him.
The vet said that they would keep him for about 2 hours to see what problems it had, so I left the vets empty-handed!
After a few hours I became a little concerned because it was more than 2 hours, but finally they rang! They told me the poor thing has:
-A broken jaw.
-An abscess on his bum and paw.
-The skin around his lip has been torn.
I knew his lip was torn but I didn’t think he had a broken jaw! Although he was struggling, he ate some food that we gave him! She asked me if we wanted to go ahead and pay for the surgery and all that, and I replied that I would talk to the family. Myself, my husband and my Mum and Dad decided that we would split all the bills so that we could pay for the operation and his stay in the vets. We felt so sorry for him we just couldn’t leave him!
After his stay we picked him up and he was a new kitten! He was a bit anxious at first but then he calmed down and got used to his surroundings.
He got blue stitches on his bottom and in his jaw so he looked like a vampire kitten for a while, but he looked fantastic. He was now playing, exploring and acting like a kitten!
As you can see from the last picture, he has his ‘fang’ stitches out and he is just loving life! He loves his cuddles (when he wants them), and he loves playing and also ruining all my clothes with his claws. He can be so friendly and gentle and the next minute he will be running around the sitting room like an eejit!
His name is Scoby, no not Scooby. Scoby, like Toby (We actually had a dog called Toby once), and at the beginning I really wasn’t fussed on the name. We all had different names for him:
I wanted ‘Tiger’
My husband wanted ‘Oreo’
My sister wanted ‘Lucky’
My nephew (9) wanted ‘Nocturnal’
My other nephew (5) wanted ‘Fireblast’
But my Dad won out with Scoby.
At the beginning I really didn’t think the name suited him, and I would often call him Scooby by accident. But now it has grown on me and now I only see him as Scoby!
Now I’m not fussed on cats at all, and I’ve always preferred to have a dog over a cat, but I must say he has changed my view on cats. He’s so soft and fluffy and I love when he purrs. He’s a nice little addition to the family and although he is ruining our sofa, it’s great to see how much he has improved! We just couldn’t leave him in the vets because it was certain he would have been put to sleep. Who would want a half-dead kitten with a broken jaw?
My nephews also like him and although the kitten was very nervous with them at the beginning, he is now curious and looks and whatever the two boys are doing, but of course at a distant!