a little thing in mind
believe me I know, I should do my thesis in this very minute. but I can’t hold the urge to write some notes. just tell me, who can resist tumblr ? ┐(´ー｀)┌
so, this is just a little thing that I question in my mind. after the festival, I’ve got some nice Belgian friends. we are friends on facebook, therefore I see their photos on my home sometimes. they post photos of their activities in society either family. their life seems so lovely, warm and socialist. it seemed they love to do something like charity or voluntary works. they play with little children, teach them something, or even perform a musical for them. it’s not only one or two, I mean like almost all of my Belgian friends do those kind of stuffs. so, is it only them, or indeed it is the habit of their country? that really is actually a very fun things to do :)
Thinking of a Job
Right, well, today is Monday. In six hours time it will be Tuesday for me. Yeah, Western Australians. Woot.
I’ve been thinking about getting a job. Now, since I’m only 13 I could only do the odd-jobs that have shady pay like cleaning the dishes, walking the dog… erm, there’s probably more but I can’t think of any off the top of my head. I can clean the dishes and walk the dog without pay since I sort of enjoy that kind of stuff, so thanks for the tips! The job’s I’m talking about are medium-level jobs. What I mean by this is jobs that involve catalogue delivery, garden tending, McDonalds, Subway… unfortunately I have to be 14. Hang on, I think it’s 16. :L See, the reason why I want a job is so I could get use to the extra bit of stuff and save up for a car. Yeah, big dreams, I know.
In Australia, you’re either working your ass off, living off the government assistance or living off some fortune/superannuation. Unfortunately, at the current moment, people are living off the government assistance which means the more people living off the assistance the more tax payers (the ones who are working) have to pay taxes.
Fortunately, the government introduced this compulsory thing called superannuation as mentioned before. This is when you work and a bit of your money gets put away in a fund so when you retire you can access it- instead of getting off the senior pension. Eh? Pretty good ey? Personally, if you manage to work, pay superannuation and save money, you’re more financially secure and, if you live long enough to the age of 65 or something, then you’re going to have a fabulous retirement. Plus, you’d be more financially stable for any unexpected costs such as hospital bills, damage to property and, merlin forbid, funerals. Get me? At least, that’s what I get from it… I’m probably wrong, so correct me pleaaase.
So, while I love school (the learning part, not the topic tangents, bullies, horrible teaching attached), school won’t last long and sooner or later we’re all going to have to work. Or you can be a lazy arse and prefer to be the victim, living off someone else or government assistance. I mean, that’s fine and all, no judgments from me, but if I were you and you are a healthy and mobile being, I’d take the job.
Now volunteering is another subject entirely. If you’re doing voluntary work and you aren’t enjoying it, you’re not enjoying it. The art of giving, the method of giving up your free time for others, it’s suppose to make you feel good. Like giving money to charity because you like the cause or that you have the money and you want to do something good with it. It’s all to do with goodness and we feel good about ourselves. Unless it’s ‘compulsory voluntary work’ then… I don’t know. Those three words are making a paradox in it’s definition.
So, I want to work. I don’t want government assistance until I actually need it. I want to work, not because the reason of lowering the tax pay and be independent but also to get use to doing real hard work. I mean, seriously, paper, pen, and write or solve something is really only using your brains. Need some hands on stuff that would also benefit the world. That’s why we work, right? To get things done.
Man, things use to be easier back in the day according to Rob. According to him, you go up to someone at some work place and ask for a job, and you get it. No need for documents and stuff. Well, jobs that aren’t the high up professions. But anyway. I’m going to slytherin my way into a job, before I can get to do my career, if that’s what it takes.
Another day at the hospital...
So, I’ve decided that I’m going to use Tumblr to document my experiences working in a hospital. It won’t be the most exciting thing in the world as I’m not going to be dashing back and forth after cardiac arrests all day however I’ll try my best not to bore you. ;)
I’ve now been given a permanent placement working on a surgical orthopaedic trauma ward. Orthopaedic surgery is primarily concerned with the musculoskeletal system. The words ‘trauma’ and ‘surgery’ together generally give me a good feeling that I may get a fairly decent glimpse into the gory side of medicine (which, let’s admit, we all love). I’ve also been given a temporary weekday placement on a women’s surgical ward (comprising mostly of gynaecology) and I’m also allowed to assist on the Emergency Assessment Unit as and when I please. Now that I’m registered under the hospital’s insurance, I can go anywhere I want providing I’ve persuaded someone to supervise me. So yeah, you guessed it, I’m kissing every doctor’s ass in the whole damn hospital!
Anyway, on EAU I have the job of unpaid ward clerk. To the average person that would be pretty boring, just filing notes all day long (although luckily for me I absolutely adore filing notes…) but it means that I have free reign over every single case report in the place. It’s amazing to see exactly which tests were used to make a diagnosis, and read through all the notes where the doctor has been considering several different possibilities. Although it has little application in my life right now, my medical knowledge is expanding so rapidly I can hardly believe it. After 7 straight hours of filing I came to notice the vast amount of overdoses there are. Many were typical, overdosing on birthdays, after break ups and arguments. It makes me sad to see it when the following report will be on a patient trying to fight pancreatic cancer, a boy about my age with meningitis or a young woman with community acquired pneumonia (whose chest X-Ray I got to see by the way! – a massive thanks goes out to a certain ‘White-Coat’ here for teaching me how to recognise such a diagnosis).
So there is my general update. Rather than continuing this as a massive essay I’m going to pick out the best bits from women’s surgical, EAU and orthopaedics over the next few weeks. Hopefully I get to see some interesting things!
This week I am going to be voluntarily working at the Eisteddfodd, which is an international music event. I am helping with ‘Meeting and Greeting’ where I will show the UK competitors around the site. Mainly, I will be basing myself in the ‘Competitors Tent’ where we have free food, free tea and free space for all the competitors to have a break, rehearse and get a drink & a bite to eat. Most importantly, for me, I can get to know the competitors and have a good time with them, make them feel comfortable, and understand their culture. It is my first day tomorrow and I am feeling excited about taking part, the parade is tomorrow afternoon which is always a fun event. The weather isnt going to be kind to us apparently, but I’m sure everyone will definitley enjoy themselves this week. I certainly will :)