AS MANY of you may already know, yesterday was my first day volunteering at the hospital, so I thought I’d give you guys a quick little update on how it actually went.
First up, I have to say, I absolutely loved it! I was made to feel so welcome, upon my arrival and got introduced to a lovely volunteer, named Val. She had an incredibly bubbly and enthusiastic personality, and she instantly made me feel at ease by painting a smile on my face.
Together we pulled the trolley out and filled it with endless amounts of refreshements, from drinks, to sweets, to crisps, to newspapers, to magazines, and even a few cuddly toys.
8.45am struck, and that exact time forced Val to say, ‘right let’s go’. At that point, nerves, again, shot through every single part of me. I was completely unaware of what to expect. I was about to be faced with people feeling unwell, people needing care and support and people maybe looking for a ‘pick me up’.
We started our journey on a few of many elderly wards. Greeted by plenty of old souls, my heart poured out to all unwell.
As we went on, I witnessed patients from the elderly, to the young… one another trying to support each other.
According to Val, I seemed to pick the ropes of the voluntary work up very quickly, which I was thrilled about.
I, for three hours, offered out refreshments to patients, attended to their needs by providing the purchase, and even lent out a help in hand when it came to taking out their money.
This voluntary role gave me a real insight in to what life in a hospital is actually like. It allowed me to see the world from a different light.
I am astoundingly grateful for this amazing opportunity given to me, by the Royal Voluntary Service, and I already can’t wait for next Saturday, to do it all again!