Just a few words on the carers of the world, for our weekly chat about mental health and wellbeing.
Hello, and a very warm welcome to the spot on the site where we chat about mental health, wellbeing, and the things that may be affecting you, or people around you. This is a regular series of articles, and we’re very aware that not everything we write will be of use to everyone. Hopefully, there’s something over this series that hits the mark for you.
This time around, an appreciation of support carers. Because there’s a whole bunch of people in life who are out there, who most of us don’t see, right up until the moment that we need them.
If you’re the kind of person who likes to go for a walk early in the morning, or late at night, then there’s a reasonable chance that some of the cars you see zipping around are those of care and support workers, zipping from house to house to look after people.
Sure, it’s a job. But it’s not a way to get rich in a hurry. Yet these people are more often than not hidden heroes. Their work allows people, amongst other things, the chance to stay in their own home rather than having to relocate to somewhere they might not want. They allow families who live with people who may have complex needs to have some form of day to day existence. At the very end of life, they allow dignity, and for people, again, to remain at home should they so wish.
There’s a whole bunch of people we simply don’t come into contact with until life takes a turn. And sure, some are better at the job than others. Not every carer is brilliant. Yet so many of them are, and I know many people reading this are dependent on them to some degree.
There’s nothing radical to this piece, then. It’s a thank you if anything. A big thank you. Here in the UK, the NHS is packed full of wonderful people, who make it their life to try and make things better for others. It’s not always possible, and with the best will in the world, hopefully you don’t need them.
But one day you might. Or someone you care for might. And that’s when this world of people zipping around at all hours to look after other people becomes a whole lot more apparent.
Thanks to anyone involved in the world of care. And this piece will return next week.
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