Evidently time management is still something of an issue. University work, I am managing. Everything else, not so much. I go to Jado. I don’t practice at home as much as I’d like to, but I go still. Writing, blogging, yoga and putting my washing away are all things that have fallen to the wayside somewhat. Hence it being Wednesday again and no update on last week. I’m going to let myself off the hook. It’s Week Three. My Aspie brain is still adjusting to all the new information, the new learning style and having to make a trip to Oxford and back three or four times a week.
Week two already seems like a long time ago! Monday and Tuesday were mandatory training days. Or rather mornings. Getting to Oxford for 9am when you’re dependent on catching a bus is not fun. I need an Oxford bike. Mandatory training is, as I understand it, the bare minimum you must know before you are considered ‘fit to practice’. Monday was CPR. I have done CPR a few times, it’s much better when you do compressions to the tune of ‘Staying Alive’ than to the tune of ‘Nellie the Elephant’ or ‘Happy Birthday’. Do not have a cardiac arrest in front of me, I managed to crack a dummy’s ribs. I can use an AED (automated external defibrillator), but apparently only 20% of people in cardiac arrest have a shockable rhythm. Also, the dummies don’t jolt when you press shock. I was disappointed.
Tuesday morning was the second part of mandatory training, manual handling. There was lots of roleplay and slip sheets are fun but terrifying. I think next time I’d like to wear a crash helmet. I learned things. My posture is terrible, but apparently slightly less terrible than most peoples because of yoga and Jado. I can crouch down without lifting my heels off the floor.
Wednesday was academic and started in the afternoon, which was much appreciated. I have an assignment. An assignment which requires me to do research. In fact, the first part of the assignment is basically ‘how does one do a search of an academic database.’ I did biochemistry for years. Why did nobody think to teach me this before? Why did I not think to look for strategies? It makes so much sense! Although what it came down to was three hours of bemoaning how hard it is to write a question.
Thursday I had to get up in the morning again. Early. I had an appointment with Occupational Health because I declared Asperger Syndrome on my Occupational Health check so apparently, I needed to speak to someone qualified about it and how it relates to my ability to complete the course. In principle, I have mixed feelings on the matter. I have a diagnosis. I am perfectly capable of putting into writing how it affects me, is there really any need to have to talk to someone about it? The point of course is that they are legally obliged to make reasonable adjustments around my placements to enable me to participate. The hassle of having to get up early to go to an hour-long appointment to rehash information that I could easily have sent by email does feel like another hoop to jump through. As it turned out, the doctor I saw completely agreed. She was fantastic. We spent quite some time ranting about psychiatrists and how they don’t understand autism. She told me that if I had a placement that was too far away or was in an area I didn’t think I could cope with to let her know and she would tell the university they had to change it. She wants to keep in touch, but when I told her I live outside Oxford, she said we could do it by telephone. It was wonderful.
Thursday afternoon was another seminar. This time about the use of technology in healthcare, which if you ask me, needs some work. I contributed, again. I think I was shaking for a good fifteen minutes after I’d stopped speaking. I hope that’s something I’ll get used to, because massive adrenaline rushes in the middle of class are distracting.
Friday I possibly could have done more work than I did, but I had to go and eat chocolate while watching Game of Thrones. Sad.