Week 14- back in business!

About working and same old life.

I have a great news, guys… So, FINALLY I AM NOT UNEMPLOYED!!

*Doing happy-dance!

Yes, the time has come when one of my problems/worries is solved. The private practice, I was talking about in one of my previous posts, has offered me a full-time job. I am so thankful and so excited.

So, right now I am working as a junior physio with all the other physios with at least  5-year experience. Most of them actually have even over 10. So, I really am surrounded by very experienced and good physios. What is more, I have 2 sessions every week with one of the physios to teach me manual therapy or simply talk about my patients. As I am not really qualified and don’t do manual therapy yet, they decided not to give me any neck or spine patients. Which, to be honest, is fine by me. I would like to specialise in other fields anyway, and this gives me that opportunity. So far most of my patients are with knee, shoulder, elbow, foot problems. I have discovered that I really enjoy working with feet and I am really interested in learning more about it. I have had few hips as well, but nothing too crazy. I finally feel I am doing something I really like and I really want to do. Patients are cool with the fact that I am a junior, and with less than 5 years of experience.  They still trust me, so what else can I ask for. I love this job!

The only minus is that as I was used to write everything in the computer, and now I have to do it on paper. The practice hasn’t taken over the e-system completely, so most of the stuff you need to write down on papers. But this is really the only thing.

The shifts are as long as I am used to (8h), but the speed is so much lower. I have time to read articles, check out some websites that the other physios have suggested, and really get better every day. As it is only my second week, I cannot promise you that at some point I won’t feel differently, but right now I do enjoy what I am doing and don’t really feel it is taking all of my energy like in the past. I am coming home and I have still some energy left to go work out, cook something nice, read some more about physio, or simply enjoy rest of the evening. Physio work is tiring and not so much physically but mentally. You want to be fresh and positive with every patient and really help them to get/feel better. That means, that you really give all you have. With the experience I have, I feel I cannot work in high intensity. I need time and stress free environment to be the best physio I could.

Now when I really feel i have the energy after work to do other things I am interested in, I must admit I haven’t been working out a long time. I find it so damn difficult to get myself out at home. I really need some place to go, so I don’t think about my messy room, dirty clothes waiting to be washed, dinner that needs preparing. Not to mention how tiny our room is- you can barely lay down there. I need an environment where I direct all my attention and thoughts on working out. The thing is, if you are unemployed, you cannot really afford wasting another 30pounds on simply going to the gym. And that’s how it has gone so bad.  I enjoy working out with Tom as well, but we are so different in that. He likes doing it at home, and I simply cannot find the motivation. From time to time we still do exercises together (to fix our broken bodies), but then I am mostly in physio role than really working my ass off. Today I was reading my dear friend’s blog and I got inspired again. She lives in Tasmania right now and everything she writes about finding herself and selflove… I can relate and really get inspired (you can check it out if you know some Estonian). Thank you, Margret! So, I am again looking for a gym to go to. I will not get paid until the end of the month, but….. I will find a way. As it is getting nice outside, maybe I will just start with outdoor gyms.

Generally, it is like it has been all the time. We have had quite nice weather here for some days. At the weekend it hit even over +20. Everyone who knows me, already assumes I look like a gypsy. Well…. I do. My little freckle-boys are out! It’s not too bad yet, but patients tend not to believe I’m from Estonia. Sun is another thing I feel that brings me so much energy. I like winter times, jumpers, skiing, snow…. but I LOVE summer and SUN. The more I am without the sun, the more I realise I really need it in my life.  On Wednesdays and Thursdays I am working in the afternoon shift, but I still wake up at 7. I used to be a good sleeper and enjoy being in bed until noon. Now, I feel like I am just wasting  the sunlight and time. I want to wake up early, eat breakfast, and do stuff. Like now, when writing this post. There are so many things I want to do, and the day seems to be too short with 24 hours anyway.


PS. Sorry about not being really prepared for the photo. I just wanted to add something, so it wouldn’t be just text. Yeah, it rather looks like my face is just dirty :/ ….. Okay, moving on…

Oh well, that’s all I had to say. It was a short post, but I just wanted to let you all know, I am doing good. We have a 4-day Easter coming up this weekend, so…. Soon you might see some travel stories again! AND remember, no matter what, the sun is gonna rise again! 😉

11th week

My life after 11 weeks in the Kingdom.

Hey guys, time to catch up! It is almost 3 months living in UK and I am still unemployed. Yeah.

The featured picture is taken from my neighbourhood. I think this is the most vivid rainbow I have ever seen (#nofilter)!

So about life. Yes, I know. I also feel like a tick that just came here to… be. Good news is that I found an amazing private practice who would like to hire me until the end of August. Great, right?!

It’s a small practice, but all the physios are very experienced, so I have a lot to learn. I am so excited! I was shadowing them for a week to see how they are working and if British physiotherapy and Estonian physiotherapy is really the same thing. Well I must say they do it a bit differently, but as the diagnosis are the same, in big picture we are still working for the same purpose. I do like that they are very much in details, which makes you want to put a whole more effort in your job as well. Another good thing in the system is that physios can decide by themselves, when the patient should get his therapies. When coming through NHS (like Estonian Haigekassa), patients do have limited amount of therapies, but unlike in Estonia, physiotherapist can decide if those 3-4 times are in 2 months, 3 months or even in half a year. It does put a lot of presssure on the patient in the healing process, but it gives the physio an opportunity to try different things and really see the progress. I am so excited! And not only were all the physios smart and professional, but they were also very helpful and willing to teach me. I couldn’t be more thankful.

The thing is, that I will start in the beginning on April, which means I have again free time. I guess I have to go to some more football and rugby matches. Btw, on Saturday I was attending my first rugby match EVER. Well, I didn’t really see anything, because as it was St Patrick weekend there was a lot of people and that means selling a lot of beer. And as it was an Irish party, we were wearing green shirts AND big fluffy hats (yeah, happens when you think they cannot make you be embarrassed any more). I had 8.5h shift with no breaks. The only time I sat down during that time was once when I was in toilet. The last few hours I was so tired that almost everyone started to annoy me. Some of them for sure didn’t really deserve it, but some of them did… big time. There was one Asian guy who literally did nothing. Bitched about going to the till (although the manager said he has to) and instead just did nothing. You can see there’s a long queue, everyone is busy, and he just stood there and talked to the customers about his day. It does make you mad, because you know, you will get paid the same. And when people order like 6-8 pints of Guinness at once, it takes a lot of time. Especially when the customer insists that you let the beer settle a bit  before filling the whole cup. Really?! Can you not see those 50 people behind you?! I don’t really know why people are so damn selfish. Another type of customers are those who insist you poor a new one in front of their eyes. Before half times we usually fill the cups half way so it will go faster when people come. It really is just about serving faster and not keeping people waiting for too long. But no, there are few people out there, who think that if the beer has been there for 2 min, it ain’t good any more. Or when you have filled a cup with Heineken and it comes out the customer has changed his mind, so there is just one fine beer standing on the table. And when next one asks for Heineken, and I give him the one I taped 2 min ago, it ain’t fresh.

Another co-worker that was pinching my nerves on that day was an old lady in the till. Not only was she slow, but again instead of turning around, saving everyone’s time, and taking the beers from the table by herself, she yelled at us to bring the beers already faster. She also felt she needed to fill the fridge up every time she took something out. Again, instead of just letting us do our work, she gave us mad looks when we were standing in front of the fridge trying to give out beers. Really?! I guess when you have a lot of experience, you just tend to work like you always have, and not really adapt with the situations/people. Maybe working there is not a good idea when you are over 80. I just said MAYBE. So, sounds fun, yeah. I left the stadium with a major headache as all I ate during the whole shift was 2 glasses of water. I got home, made myself a big meal of pasta and ate like 3 bites of it. I guess at that point I was just more tired than hungry. Slept 12h like it was nothing (and usually my limit is 10).

The good thing about delaying a  bit my start at the practice is that I have another week off. If everything goes well, Tom will bring the car for next week, and we will have a little road trip in South of England and Wales. That, my friends, means fresh travel stories very very soon!

BTW, I have again added some pictures to my collection in the photography section, so go check them out! If you do like them, you can check my instagram pics as well (hhnnhlmbrg). Actually, I have bunch of stuff on my instagram  that I don’t really write about in here (like my big passion- FOOD). I also try not to post the same pictures from trips, so it would be worth following both of them!

I have been writing for few months now and I really enjoy it.  Right now I am just writing about my life and experiences/memories that really mean something to me. If you would like to hear about something else, let me know! I also appreciate all of your kind words and enjoying my way with me!

I am aware of the situation in London, so just so you know, I am all good. I am sorry that this kind of people exist and make these tragedies happen. I know for some people it is difficult to understand, why anyone would want to travel at all when this kind of terrible events are happening right behind your door. As I have had a lot of time lately, I have been watching a lot of movies. So this post’s song is from a children movie. I picked up the movie randomly and usually don’t even like the music in those, but I kind of related to this one. Not literally, but I did. So, maybe if you listen it, you will understand me more as well.

The beginning of the “new life”

How are you doing? How long are you going to stay there? How is the life over there? What are you planning to do? How expensive is the life there…..

This kind of questions gave me a strength to start all of this. That means, You are one of the reasons I just pulled out my laptop and started typing.

I must say that this journey has not started very easily for us. First, our car broke down while driving towards our new life, then the driver who was supposed to take us bamboozled us and we missed the ride, and as planned all the employers here would like to hire someone with a car… of course. So we arrived a bit later than expected and with no car. But as they say, everything that comes hard, must be damn good. Okay, maybe they don’t say it, but I definitely believe in it.

We moved to UK almost a month ago (not too long time, huh?) hoping to find a decent job and spend our next 8 months in a town right next to London, in Reading, saving some cash for future. I must say that after those first weeks I have not found a decent job, though. Well, if You call taping beer on a football match decent, then sure.

The ones who do not know my story before UK, then I was a physiotherapist, working in a rehabilitation center in west of Estonia. And the reason I started this journey at the first place was to gain my Masters degree (in physiotherapy) in UK. About that I will probably write some other time, when I already have something to type about.

About UK and it’s system I must say, damn… they really do like paperwork here. Before even moving to Reading I already understood, that for one registration or a tick in a box it is normal to fill in at least 10-15 sheets. Arriving and facing my first troubles getting a bank account, NI number etc I understood that they are on another level with that. Especially when you are used to Estonian IT-system everywhere. Now I can proudly say, though, that I have collected all the necessary papers and survived the paperwork (for now). I have only one tick in a box left and that is my UK physiotherapist’s registration. I have been waiting for that already 1.5 months, so fingers crossed that it will happen soon and bring a decent job with it.

Otherwise we are living in a small room in a shared house and can’t complain. Yes, the prices are a bit more than I am used to when living in Haapsalu (small town in west of Estonia), but as soon as the big money (read: more than the minimum) starts coming in, I probably will not mind. We are planning to stay here, in Reading, until autumn and from September (in case I will be accepted) move to Manchester.  As the Masters will take 2-3 years, we have to get used to British life for at least 3-4 years. And if i won’t be accepted… I will probably have to rename the blog and call it “How I failed in UK and moved back home”.

If any of you is wondering if it’s difficult to manage British accent daily basis, then jahaa?! Especially over phone, cause for some reason the quality is extremely bad. I have also noticed that many of them tend to speak very quietly, so it is not even about knowing the language or understanding the accent, but really hearing what they are saying. So you can imagine my first day working in front of 6 different beer taps… I guess I will get used to it in few months (let’s hope so).