Monday 31 March 2008
Work

Well I started my new job last week, I went for one day but decided it wasn`t for me. The job itself was ok - it was cleaning in an old folks home, however what I found hard was the fact I was working in the dementia unit. I didn`t mind cleaning up the pee & shit, I didn`t mind the fact that I was told to check in the drawers for any "suprises" (read more pee & shit), the place itself was nice, the residents well looked after and I thought the staff were brilliant, it just really affected me seeing the residents.

I went in to one old ladies room (tbh she didn`t really look that old, maybe late 60`s) I dusted round the photos on the wall and as I was doing it I looked into her life, when she was younger, smiling, looking happy surrounded with people that she obviously loved very much. Then I looked over to her lying in her bed just staring at the ceiling and it made me feel incredibly sad, it brought it all back, the memories of my mum lying in her hospital bed dying of cancer and not even knowing who I was at times. I went in to the dining area and the music was on but they were all just sitting silently staring about, it brought back the anger I felt at the futility of it all, what the hell do we really have to look forward to and what is the point of it .......you don`t think about stuff like that when you are 17 and think yourself invincible, old age seems so far away, now nearing 40 my own mortality was staring back at me through these old peoples blank expressions. Aah well sorry to sound so depressing tonight, Im fine now really, and it wasn`t all doom & gloom - there was one old bloke that kept nicking my feather duster and running off down the corridor with it, much to everyones amusement!! I just couldn`t face going back in and phoned & informed them of the fact, hard thing to say but I just felt it would drag me down and I don`t need that right now, I need to be positive and active. So that is working in an old folks home off the list (shortesst career ever I guess)still plenty more fish in the sea and there is something out there for me I just know it!!!

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ah mate don't be hard on yourself at least you got off your backside and had a go - it's a start! you'll get there eventually. See you soon
xxxx
Posted by Streaks at 12:04, Monday 31 March 2008 | Link | |
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Why don't you try starting your own cleaning business? Not sure what the demand is in Perth but in Melbourne it is almost impossible to get a cleaner or someone to do the ironing. You could get a website started which I am sure someone on here could help with and do a leaflet drop etc. There are loads of print companies who will do this for you for a reasonable price. You are then your own boss and can pick and chose what clients you want to work for and your hours.
Posted by Vanessa at 10:51, Monday 31 March 2008 | Link | |
Better to have identified your feelings
and not pushed yourself to go on. It would have been so awful on you to have dealt with this crushing reality on a regular basis. Good on you I say!
Posted by Littletoe at 07:09, Wednesday 2 April 2008 | Link | |


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