Feels like a friday
Today was strange but not bad. Good, actually.
Woke up feeling as if I'd overslept. It was actually a few minutes my alarm clock was set to go off at 7am. Got up and started the morning routine but kept checking clocks and timers on appliances to see if I was late. This strange feeling I think was produced cos I was woken by the sound of P leaving the house (found out he went out for breakfast and I saw his van driving uphill home as I was walking down later) and reinforced when I saw a note for S to wake A at 830, then seeing S knocking on A's door while I was eating breakfast. I leave the house just before 8 so if S was really waking A at 830 I *was* late! But I wasn't, so it was really strange.
The first week is almost over and today feels like the end of the week, actually. I wonder if despite what I earlier said to my supervisors, I might enjoy a Friday off after all. Maybe half days would be good, anyway I think tomorrow will be a short day. I would have done more than the necessary number of hours for the week already even by the end of today.
God has provided me with all I could ask for though I still miss being in our own home. Small inconveniences or adjustments, but I really couldn't have asked for better - my room is rather separate from the rest of the house (though P's office is next door) and I have my own shower, toilet and a sink area where I make my bedtime drink and have a biscuit. Good because in the evenings the family watches telly upstairs and I socialise with them as much as I want but when I want quiet I can come downstairs and work. They don't bother me when I don't make myself visible so that's good too. This weekend I plan to hang around upstairs a bit more to be more social, and to do some cleaning (the mother seems very keen on a clean house so I like to chip in where I use the space most). I'm a quick walk from the shops and transport and church is down the hill too. I enjoy a lovely walk down and up everyday, getting exercise and a fantastic view of the surrounding hills and valley. Work is 3 bus stops away though the bus goes on the motorway so I don't know if I would walk it. But certainly I see many cyclists and they inspire me to bike to/from work next time if I live in a city (and the route is flat-ish).
The team is great and I'm learning lots. Not that much direct OT work with service users but it's nice to get to know them slowly through being around and seeing them and chatting a bit. Hope to do some weeding with S and some of the residents either tomorrow or Monday to get to know them over activity instead of face to face full on stuff.
This morning had an interesting meeting which involved a true comedy of errors. We found it funny afterwards though. I wrote a note which he said was really good, and that made me really pleased. I'm still in the stage of being stoked with writing good notes. Still novel.
Tomorrow we are taking someone on the train to the Hutt and back. That should be real fun plus it's a true blue OT intervention/assessment. Can't wait!
Woke up feeling as if I'd overslept. It was actually a few minutes my alarm clock was set to go off at 7am. Got up and started the morning routine but kept checking clocks and timers on appliances to see if I was late. This strange feeling I think was produced cos I was woken by the sound of P leaving the house (found out he went out for breakfast and I saw his van driving uphill home as I was walking down later) and reinforced when I saw a note for S to wake A at 830, then seeing S knocking on A's door while I was eating breakfast. I leave the house just before 8 so if S was really waking A at 830 I *was* late! But I wasn't, so it was really strange.
The first week is almost over and today feels like the end of the week, actually. I wonder if despite what I earlier said to my supervisors, I might enjoy a Friday off after all. Maybe half days would be good, anyway I think tomorrow will be a short day. I would have done more than the necessary number of hours for the week already even by the end of today.
God has provided me with all I could ask for though I still miss being in our own home. Small inconveniences or adjustments, but I really couldn't have asked for better - my room is rather separate from the rest of the house (though P's office is next door) and I have my own shower, toilet and a sink area where I make my bedtime drink and have a biscuit. Good because in the evenings the family watches telly upstairs and I socialise with them as much as I want but when I want quiet I can come downstairs and work. They don't bother me when I don't make myself visible so that's good too. This weekend I plan to hang around upstairs a bit more to be more social, and to do some cleaning (the mother seems very keen on a clean house so I like to chip in where I use the space most). I'm a quick walk from the shops and transport and church is down the hill too. I enjoy a lovely walk down and up everyday, getting exercise and a fantastic view of the surrounding hills and valley. Work is 3 bus stops away though the bus goes on the motorway so I don't know if I would walk it. But certainly I see many cyclists and they inspire me to bike to/from work next time if I live in a city (and the route is flat-ish).
The team is great and I'm learning lots. Not that much direct OT work with service users but it's nice to get to know them slowly through being around and seeing them and chatting a bit. Hope to do some weeding with S and some of the residents either tomorrow or Monday to get to know them over activity instead of face to face full on stuff.
This morning had an interesting meeting which involved a true comedy of errors. We found it funny afterwards though. I wrote a note which he said was really good, and that made me really pleased. I'm still in the stage of being stoked with writing good notes. Still novel.
Tomorrow we are taking someone on the train to the Hutt and back. That should be real fun plus it's a true blue OT intervention/assessment. Can't wait!