Construction and Industrial Articles
posted on 21 November 2011
When people think of safety at work, they imagine a building worker in flourescent overalls wearing a hardhat. But safety comes in all sorts of varieties. For example, safety in the workplace is of extreme importance when working in a care environment. This is due to a number of factors including medication management, human risk facts present in moving and handling, and management of food and hygiene. Carers working in the community are especially trained in safety at work. Courses cover all aspects of safety including travel to/from client’s houses at night time, first aid and what to do in a medical emergency, and proper food hygiene. All health and safety courses for carers focus on reducing risk in a number of ways. Examples of these ways include wearing a personal alarm between house calls, especially at night, informing colleagues/supervisors regularly of your location and being correctly trained to handle medical emergencies. Courses also focus on risk management with unforeseen risks being dealt with in such a way as to minimise any additional risk. Carers are highly trained in all aspects of safety at work with safety being recognised as an extremely important element within the care environment. |
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posted on 20 November 2011
Now I'm working in the oil tank installation field, it got me thinking about past clean-up jobs. One sticks out. When I was a child, we had a big German Shepherd as our family pet. He lived outside, in the garage with a big warm pile of hay to sleep in every night. He was a real handful. If you weren’t watching him (and sometimes even if you were), he would jump the fence and be gone for days. My parents both worked different shifts, and I was too small to handle such a large dog, so we didn’t walk him very often. We let him use the yard to do his business. After one particularly bad winter, there were finally signs of spring. The snow had started to thaw, and once Saturday afternoon, my mom pointed to yard, and told me to go do some cleanup. I agreed like the good kid I was, not knowing what I was getting into. Mom unlocked the garage and handed me a shovel and a large garbage bag. Through the melting snow I could see little brown piles. There was so much of it! Everywhere! I was at once grossed out and amazed at how much stuff can come out of a dog in a few months. Luckily, it was still a little cold, so at least it didn’t smell too bad. Suffice it to say, I have a cat now. |
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