The nursing home I’m at has 50 residents. High and low care. I got high care which means you have to do quite a lot for them. I got buddied up with another pc to learn the routine. I had trouble keeping up and was amazed at the extent of her duties and her calm face through it all.
Personal care is quite a dirty business. Lots of pooey nappies and interesting smelling bodies to deal with. I haven’t had to clean anyone up like this yet but I know my time’s coming. Just hoping that I develop a cast iron stomach before then. Three days down the track now I’m getting a bit more used to it. So there’s hope.
This weekend I’ve done twenty hours so I’m a quarter of the way there for my time sheet. I’ve learnt so much in such a short time and have the sorest feet. i have a completely different way of looking at the elderly. This job is a real eye opener in both the humanageing process and the importance of the work that the personal carer provides. It’s tiring but I enjoy going to work because I know the work I’m doing makes a little bit of difference.