| Monday |
| Still alive |
They say the best breakfast you can ever have in your lifetime is the one where you realise you could’ve been dead the night before. I was meaning to go see the Pope on World Youth Day, but came surprisingly close to seeing Jesus instead. To have walked through Redfern on a Saturday night, I was apparently unbelievably lucky to even live to tell the tale.
Put simply, Redfern is a small suburb tucked away just outside of the central business district in Sydney, well-known for housing mostly the aboriginal community and some of the most notorious killers/murderers/rapers etc. Several streets in Redfern are out-of-bounds for police patrolling due to recent incidences of violence against the police force, and even Dominos Pizza has a bank teller-like counter with screens. These people will do anything to get pizza.
Anyway, I survived – not only the walk through Redfern, but the freezing cold night under a tarp in the middle of a racecourse.
Clinical elective placement here has been a blast so far, and will no doubt only continue to get better. I had never thought I’d come close to seeing a chopper (aka squirrels) and huge warships in my life, let alone during a physiotherapy placement. Not only that, but learning from a guru in Clinical Pilates and other senior physiotherapists has been an absolute privilege and an eye-opener.
Clients here are mostly fit young men, and women, suffering musculoskeletal injuries and require the best of the best treatment to get them safely back into a physically demanding workplace within the shortest amount of time. Similar to a private practice, except better. Clients do not pay for the service, all equipment such as splints, orthotics are supplied immediately, and radiological procedures are done without questions and at no cost to the client. This is the most optimal care that I have seen provided by any medical or allied health team, superior to that of any public or private hospitals. Being in this environment has obvious benefits as a student. As opposed to being on a private practice placement, I do not need to care about how much the client is paying for their session, I can get them to re-book as many times a week as I wish, and all the necessary rehabilitation equipment and procedures are readily available. This is what I call student haven.
Though, there are down sides to this placement. Firstly, my day starts at 5:30am which means I am completely stuffed by early afternoon, and secondly, I am expected to chew through journal articles like I do bread. Though, most importantly, I have had to leave Melbourne for a whole month, which means, I need to do housework, wash my own clothes, buy grocery, cook and pay rent. And then, of course, there’s the boyfriend I have had to leave behind in Melbourne, whom I miss so dearly.
So far I have had the chance to hike through the blue mountains which was spectacular, and walk through two dodgy areas of Sydney – kings cross, the equivalent of Melbourne’s St.Kilda district, and Redfern, the suburb that is so dangerous even Footscray, Frankston and Springvale cannot match.
Many more sightseeing yet to be done. |
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