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I'm not perfect, I'm learning and growing everyday. I have people in my life who constantly inspire me. I want to be more responsible, more independent, and more loving. Love motivates me to be a better person.
Saturday, November 30
Port Pirie.
I was dreading my placement at Port Pirie. My friend had the worst experience there and in my mind I really was expecting to be in total shits at the end. With first week over, I feel like it's not as bad as I thought! The first day I was introduced to my facilitator (who didn't seem all that bad), then introduced to the clinical coordinator who drove me around Pirie (personal tour), then I just hung around the ward trying to look busy because I'm only meant to observe on the first day.. I also practiced sonography on a 20-week pregnant simulator which was pretty fun. I got settled in my new place after shift, met another roommate who I had no problems with. I mean, I can easily talk to my roommates and all but after work I just want to have dinner in my room, relax and get things organised. So I'm not as social as they are haha. I only took a photo of my room but I'll probably take more photos next week of the whole place I'm staying at. The cool thing is that getting to work is only 2 mins walk from my place. Everywhere else is easy to get to since traffic isn't bad and shops are nearby. Over the week I caught up with my Aunty over dinner at Barnacle Bill :) oh forgot to mention that she now works at Pirie as a counsellor/chaplain in a school. I also had a birth on my third shift (lucky because I wasn't expecting many births on this placement). It was a tiring week but I was managing to get good sleep. What I didn't like about my stay/work was my shower was a bit blergh.. and I had trouble keeping busy at work as there were not many midwifery patients to look after so generally I helped out nurses with bed making, obs and chatting with patients haha. The lazy life. Called the boyfriend every night because that's the only thing that kept me grounded.. listening to his voice and knowing he's doing well. Talking about my day is somehow therapeutic haha.
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