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This afternoon I will be going to see the director of training at the hospital where I expect to be doing my practical. Last spring, near the end of my anatomy class with her, she said she'd be a reference for me.
I know they train phlebotomists without any experience there and have always had a chronic shortage of them. BUT I learned last week they've outsourced their lab techs, who have now lost all their benefits.
And yesterday, when I checked their website, there were no openings for clinical support. Which makes me think they've outsourced *everyone* not in administration, management or an actual physician or therapist.
I've been out of work so long it's hard for me to imagine anyone ever hiring me again. I'm also looking into serious changes here in the spring. I've discovered a parrot rescue a few hours to my south. The birds there look healthy and well cared for. They only have a few, and 2 of them are cockatoos. I am thinking what just a few days ago was unthinkable now. I've already decided the finch, love birds and sun conure will be safer there than with me. I'm thinking my baby, the cockatoo I rescued with an infection in the lining of her heart, will be better off there too. I cannot give her the emotional support she needs any more. The 3 times I boarded my birds out while I took vacations, they did great. They welcomed me home, but were perfectly happy surrounded by strange birds. Citron-crested cockatoos are *very* sensitive to change, so I was particularly worried about Cody Carrottops. But this was the one change in her life that didn't hvae a negative effect. She was so absorbed talking to the other cockatoos in the room she did fine.
I will keep just 2 birds -- Bennie, my 1st rescue, and Jerry, his companion. They are quiet, very easy to care for, low cost, non-destructive and Jerry has always kind of been my favorite. I still remember the way he looked up at me when I first brought him home. He was not happy to be relegated to the job of Bennie's companion, but he made the best of it, yet never lost his attachment to me. He's emotionally low maintenance, yet very giving and loving. He is the bird who calls to me with a gentle whistle. He has a thing about the bathroom, especially when I am brushing my teeth, and will fly in, land on my shoulder and try to clean my teeth for me. He once flew across the family room, through the unlit kitchen, down the hall, around the corner, and up the stairs to sit on my head. He used to like to sit on my head while I was eating dinner, would lean down and grab sweet potatoes off the fork!
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