9 to 5...

First I must apologise to my faithful readers (if there are any) for not posting anything in a while. I feel like I haven't had much time to just stop and do stuff like this during the last couple of weeks because my job started. I am now one of the employed! Wehey! I was so nervous about being a Care Assistant because it is a big responsibility. You are one of the people that has to ensure the residents of the care home are happy, comfortable and well. As my deputy manager pointed out: 'it's not just cups of tea', although that is a big part of it haha! The staff at Fairholme have been even better than I imagined they would be. As well as someone to have a laugh with they've given me great advice, always offering support and saying 'if you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask'. The residents themselves are great characters and it is a really rewarding seeing them make progress. It's a much more fulfilling job than I expected it to be. When I found out that I'd got the job I was just grateful to be employed, now I'm grateful that it's with Coverage Care at Fairholme. I've only been there three weeks, but I already feel like part of the staff, even if I haven't got all of the uniform (only the trousers and the badge). Being a carer is certainly a job that you look forward to doing. I wake up in the morning, bleary eyed, but ultimately excited to see the residents and talk to them. I'm lucky to be this age and be in a job that I enjoy which has a future. There's plenty of opportunity to further my training (NVQ2 & 3) and eventually I may study Nursing. A new Coverage Care Home is being built just down the road to replace Fairholme in two years time. It will be nursing as well as care. But that's a long way off. For now, I'm glad I'm a Care Assistant at Fairholme, even if I'm tired, have achey feet and no social life!