Firstly I tried my hand at care in the community. In three days I covered 200 miles with a few 1/2 hour appointments slotted in. Not long enough to really be of any help to the poor people I was supposed to be helping. There was no allowance for travelling time, so you were constantly late and apologising. When I complained about this, I was told social services only allowed that amount of time per person. Not good enough. The concept of care in the community is a good idea, but in practise it is muddled and not very good. I am afraid I gave it up. But another job fell into my lap instantly. I am now working in a care home for learning disabled adults. This is amazing as you spend so much time with them, and can really give them a good quality of life and support.
Now I feel useful and needed.
Up until now I have not celebrated Christmas since coming north. This year was different. I went to a friends for the day, helped her prepare the meal and had a wonderful time. New year was another date that passed me by previously. Last night I accepted an invitation to a friends party and had a ball. We all trooped down to Valley Gardens just before midnight with bottles of champagne and party poppers. Then watched the fireworks set off on the beach. I really wish I had taken my camera, but I have the memories in my head. Who knows we may do the same next year, and I will try and get some pictures then.