I found one more. My sister owned a small cafe in my hometown. I worked there from ages 12 to 17. Not a happy time for me as I was being abused at that time. Photos were usually taken by surprise only. I ducked them. Safe hugs to you all. 🐒🦒🐘
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This was a memory I wanted to share right before I became sick,, I was taken care of others who was ill,, I was a certified Heart and Vascular technician,, I loved my patients and colleagues I had worked with!!! Our Hospital was name Forbes top hospital in the South ,, the Medical University of South Coralina, that was my second home 12hrs shifts ,, my symptoms was very vague at the moment and I ignored I had it thinking it was nothing maybe I was over working myself because it’s a high stress job and then that morning came where I couldn’t get out of bed I was so tired and my hands ankle and feet was severely swollen. Then before I knew it I became a patient at my own hospital seeing specialist in internal medicine. it’s sucks I can’t work no more but I get to see all my colleagues when I go for visits to appointments. I had to turn my scrubs in for pajamas and comfy pants now.
10 years ago, when I was young, fit & healthy, I worked at a wildlife sanctuary in Namibia, Africa. It was the happiest year of my life, spending my days & nights handrearing orphaned Baboons, Leopards, Cheetahs, lions as well as many other amazing species. As well as working with these animals I was also the on site nurse for the San Bushman Community and the visiting volunteers. It was my ideal job, and I loved every single second. I dream of going back, however right now it is very unrealistic. Even a 2 week volunteering holiday would be out of the question, both physically and financially. However I live in hope, that someday, somehow, my conditions will become manageable, and I can forfill my hopes and dreams 🤞🙏
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