My first call is at 7am. I’m always prompt: hate being late.

I’ll put some porridge on the stove. Get them in the shower.
Maybe strip the bed and put a wash on. It’s all go, right from the start.

Most days I do double shifts. That means twenty visits a day. I can call on the same person four times. They need that much help.

Days off? I’d rather being working to be honest. I’d only be sat at home worrying, thinking are they alright? I do too much of course. I know that. But I’m not complaining; wouldn’t have it any other way.

You soon realise how much people rely on you. Some have no-one else. No family, no friends, no neighbours who can just pop in. I like to see people often. That way you get to know their needs, their routine. Especially if they have dementia. Routine is so important with dementia patients.

My clients feel more like friends, family. I get lots of thank you’s. And birthday cards. Now that makes you feel appreciated; makes it all worthwhile.

I use my own car to get around. But I don’t get petrol money, or paid for travelling time. That can’t be right, can it?

All the homes I visit have key safes. I keep all the four digit codes in my head. Don’t ask me how, I just do. It saves time, I can’t be looking the numbers up every time.

After a visit I’ll often have a lump in my throat. Sometimes a little cry. It can be that moving.

Community Care Worker
North Ayrshire