Showing posts with label placement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label placement. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Life as an appendage

So I've been on prac just over 8 weeks now and there's a lot of stories I haven't told.
I should probably begin by explaining the title.


It was about the second week there and I was sitting in a team meeting that had been agonising its way through several hours and they're having this discussion about whether or not students should be able to sit in on peer supervision sessions or not and who should make the call. They end up deciding that it's up to the individual supervisor, because, as one lady so tactfully put it:
"Students are pretty much just appendages of their supervisor anyway" !!!
The whole room cracked up, and I nearly died of awkward, nervous laughter. My supervisor wasn't there.

An appendage - kind of like the extra foot on this frog?


So anyway, here's some of what I've learnt from my life as an appendage:

1. Appendages sit and smile when appropriate. They try to imitate a sofa when it's not. They don't blush when people are talking about their sex life. They don't cry when they get too involved in someone's story. They don't laugh too loudly. When in doubt or when things get awkward, they look at the worker or at the floor. Because they can't interact, they absorb stuff kind of like a sponge, and reflect on it later. Appendages get really good at reflection.

2. Appendages get quite lonely when they are abandoned two days a week because their supervisor only works part time. In this time if they are lucky they might be taken out to go on a visit. If not they will sit in the office trying to keep busy. They will do odd jobs if they are ever given any, improve their understanding through extensive reading, trawl through databases looking for research for their supervisor's project, stare into space, and drink tea. Appendages like tea.

3. Appendages like getting to sit in with the group. They can actually forget a little bit, for a little while, that they are only appendages, and can chat with the mums, encourage them, smile at the bubs. The mums seem to notice there's a person beneath the appendage facade.

4. Appendages, however, do get to meet interesting people and hear interesting stories and find out about interesting things.

5. Appendages also get to eat cake. And chocolate biscuits. Chocolate biscuits make up for a lot.


To be honest, (not that I wasn't earlier), it has actually been a pretty cool placement and I have learnt a lot overall. It's always a privilege to get a little window into people's lives - whether it's other workers, clients, whatever. The service is a mental health one that helps mums with their bubs, and you hear a lot of hard stories and see some tough stuff, but you know what really stands out? That people are people no matter where they've been or what they're going through or the label that's plastered all over their file. And here the staff are really good at seeing that.

Also, less than two weeks till holidays! I will miss the people, and especially I'll wonder how all the clients end up going, but am pretty excited for freedom.

yay :)

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Something beginning with P

You guessed it: Placement!

This has been such a saga and it hasn't even started yet! (though I am really looking forward to when it does!)

So, getting ready for placement began last semester.
-I went to the police station and got a police check ($52)
-I went to the immunisation people and they told me what I needed to get proof of (3hours later :P).
-I harrassed my old doctor and Community Health for all the data they had on me.
-I emailed them off.
-I handed the police check into uni.

This semester:
-I put preferences in late (oops).
-I went to the immunisation people again (1.5hours)
-I had a tuberculosis skin test
-Went to the doctor, organised to get my measles-mumps shot done, cos I don't have proof of them both.
-Had a blood test
-Went back to get my skin test checked. They told me I have to come back in, TWO MORE TIMES in a couple of weeks, so they can be doubly sure (even though this test came back negative). Which means I'll have to wait till right before placement to get my health certificate. And I can't get my measles-mumps shot until they've finished the TB thing, cos it might interfere.
When they told me all that I nearly cried.
It's a good thing I don't have a job, otherwise I don't know how I'd fit all this in!!

Enough of the whining. I finally heard from my placement supervisor person (after trying to get on to her all week!) and she sounds lovely. She's very open to whichever parts of what they do I most want to get involved in, was very relaxed and encouraging and said not to bother dressing up! Sweet.

Three weeks till D-day! eek!


ps. and only 9 posts left of my little 30-day challenge!