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Day dress worn by Elizabeth Marsden

Powerhouse Collection

This day gown is one of a number of costumes in the Museum's collection that were worn by members of the Marsden family. It is likely that the dress was worn by Elizabeth Marsden, the wife of Reverend Samuel Marsden who was a prominent figure in colonial New South Wales. On 1 January 1793 Marsden accepted the appointment as assistant to the chaplain of New South Wales, and was ordained deacon on 17 March at Bristol and priest in May of the same year. Marsden married Elizabeth Fristan on 21 April 1793 and the newly married couple, expecting their first child, left London on 1 July 1793 on the ship 'William'. They arrived in Port Jackson in March 1794 with their daughter Ann, who was born during the eight month journey. As the chaplain to New South Wales, Marsden endeavoured, with some success, to improve the standard of morals and manners. Samuel soon became a leading figure in colonial life, combining, sometimes controversially, his job as the colony's clergyman with that of magistrate, missionary, wealthy landowner and farmer.

Life in the new colony proved extremely isolating. In 1796 Elizabeth Marsden wrote: 'We seem in our present situation to be almost totally cut off from all connexion with the world especially the virtuous part of it. Old England is no more than like a pleasing dream' (Marsden 1796). However, right from the beginning, the colonists of the remote penal settlement that became Sydney wanted to maintain a fashionable appearance. For Sydney's elite, fashionable dress confirmed their status in the colony, clearly defining not just wealth but also their moral superiority. It was to Britain and France that they looked for news of the latest fashions and hand coloured fashion plates inserted in monthly periodicals provided them with details of the latest silhouettes, hairstyles and accessories. More immediate news was obtained by examining the dress of women of the latest shipboard arrivals from England. The colonial elite, including the family of Samuel Marsden, eagerly awaited the irregular shipments of goods from Europe, India and China. At first the lack of local stores, dressmakers, tailors and supplies meant they frequently relied on friends and family 'at home' to purchase and ship the latest styles. In 1799 Elizabeth Marsden wrote to Mary Stokes, a friend in England: 'We are surprised to see the alteration in the fashion. The Bonnet with white satin ribbons is much admired. Dear Madam your goodness induces me to take the liberty to say a little white ribbon would be acceptable' (Marsden 1799). By the 1820s commerce was thriving and a wide range of dressmaking and tailoring skills were locally available, however many still preferred the prestige of a European import.

It is likely that this dress was worn by Elizabeth Marsden in about 1835 when she was nearly 60. Elizabeth died the same year and the dress may have been kept by her children or husband as a momento. The dress shows some of the stylistic irregularities often encountered in colonial dress. The front-opening bodice of the dress is unusual for this time, which may suggest that it was remade from an earlier gown. Another possibility is that the front opening made it easier for Elizabeth to dress, as she had suffered a stroke in 1811 whilst giving birth to her daughter Martha on 6th May 1811, leaving one arm paralysed. The other alternative is that the dress belonged to Ann and was a nursing dress which opened at the front to allow for breastfeeding.

Distinctive of the fashion during the 1830s are the bishop sleeves with flat mancherons off the shoulders, together with the pleated skirt. The dress is well made and finished which, along with the quality of the fabric, indicates the use of a professional dressmaker. However Ann Marsden was known to have been a skilled seamstress and may have made the dress. As with other costumes worn by the Marsden family, this dress appears restrained in style but of good quality fabric and finish, reflecting the Marsden family's social position and comfortable economic circumstances.

The Marsden costume collection was transferred from the Royal Australian Historical Society to the Museum in 1981. This well-provenanced collection includes some of the earliest surviving examples of colonial dress worn and made in Australia, and gives insight into the life of the Marsden family.

Michelle Brown, 2007

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                “Shut Up ‘N Drive. „

TW: Death, Mentions of Cancer

FULL NAME: Ebony Eunyoung Noh NICKNAME(S): Eb, AGE: 24 | July 1st, 1997 GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cisfemale, She/her FACE CLAIM: Sydney Park EYE COLOR: Brown HAIR COLOR: Brown (highlighted) HEIGHT: 5′5″ OCCUPATION: Choreographer; Former NBA Cheerleader (Charlotte Hornets) HOMETOWN: Born in Daegu, South Korea, raised in Fallbrook, NC NEIGHBORHOOD: Downtown SECRET: She used to help her ex sell drugs.

Quick Facts:

She was originally raised in Rosewood Hills with her family but once her mother left her father, she moved to Eris with her mother into her grandmother’s house

She works two jobs to make ends meet but never complains about it

She played rugby and wrestled in high school

Her mother was a nurse at the hospital, her father works in finance

She has a golden retriever named Bucky

Ebony Eunyoung Noh was born in Daegu, South Korea to Solomon and Rhonda Noh, both Fallbrook natives. At the time, Rhonda and Solomon were high school sweethearts who had married and migrated to Korea for new experiences. They didn’t expect to have a child at the very beginning of Solomon finance career but it worked out for Rhonda to stay home and take care of Ebony while he worked hard for the family. Once Rhonda expressed wanting to return home, they moved  back stateside when Ebony was only four years old and decided to be near their families while raising her. They had a very happy home life and would eventually have two more children after Ebony.

While Ebony was happy with where her future was going, she missed having her father around and he only seemed concerned with working countless hours at the finance firm. Family dinners were often had without him but her mother would stay up late to ensure that he had a hot meal on the table. Things seemed to work out for them even if outsiders saw Mr. Noh as a selfish husband and emotionally absent father, but he genuinely was trying his best. He never wanted his wife or children to want for anything, to the point he’d even felt sad once Rhonda decided to return to work as a nurse in order to help make ends meet. Their home was their pride and joy and she didn’t want him stressing so heavily over it.

High school was when Ebony decided she was going to help around with the bills as well, taking small jobs such as a clerk at the convenience store and even learning how to repair cars in her free time. She fought through the sadness despite finding out her mother had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She never really wanted to think about what that meant for her, for her family, her father was completely broken by this and she could feel it. He started taking less hours at work to finally spend time with his family more, but he treated Rhonda so delicately that he began keeping her own children from her, ensuring they could never get her sick. This drove and even bigger wedge between Ebony and her father and that argument was the big blow up that would change their dynamic forever. She left home that day, a teenager, still in high school and knowing her mother was seeing the last of her days.

Graduation came, she was shocked that she even made it that far. At this point, she was living in a trailer park with her then boyfriend and things were not going very well for her. She was tired, pulling all-nighters to study for exam and working at the convenience store to be able to take care of herself. The saddest part of graduation day was that she’d just been told that her mother was incredibly ill and would be in the hospital likely for the rest of her days. She had to stomach that and it wasn’t easy at all. That summer, she passed away and she lost the motivation to go to college. Instead, she went to trade school to be certified for working on cars and decided that was the future she was going to live. She’d also left her job at the convenience store to fully focus on her career as a mechanic.

When she was about 21, she finally broke up with the boyfriend she’d been with on and off for years and moved out of his trailer. She couldn’t afford much on her own, so she moved into her own little trailer just a few spots down. This was also when she rescued Bucky, the dog she calls the best thing to ever happen to her. At the time, he was a newborn puppy who had just been left outside and she made it her duty to truly become his mother.

These days, she’s trying her absolute best to make amends with her father. She knows it’s something her mother would want. She’s quite knowledgeable about cars, but she also how to handle minor home repairs and can be contracted for those as well. For the most part, she keeps to herself but she’s been trying to branch out and return to that social girl she was before her mother’s untimely passing. She wants to be herself again.

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Look who just woke up- is that CHARLIE ROWE? No, I must have been mistaken that’s LITO AMANA from PERCY JACKSON (oc: son of Phanes, neutral). I heard he is 20 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, they still give off WISHING HE COULD FIX EVERYTHING, LIFE LEAKING THROUGH HIS FINGERTIPS, TRYING TO BE MORE THAN HE IS impression. They’re known to be quite CARING but have a tendency to be WITHDRAWN on their bad days

TW: Illness, death

Gender/Pronouns

He/Him

How long have they been in Sydney?

He’s been in Sydney about 2 years, in his fake life he’s been here his entire life

Job

He’s studying healing at Weirdsister and taking some med classes at University of Sydney

Which suburb do they live in?

He’s got a house in Bondi

Memories of their real life :

Lito knows that his childhood is the exception and not the rule, and he’s grateful for what he had.  His mother and the god who sired him, Phanes, did love each other, Lito the result of their union and his mother was overjoyed to have him.  She loved him, and he loved her, and that was all he needed.  When he was eight he started being able to give things life, or heal scrapes and bruises, and that was when he got to meet his father.  The god explained his abilities and their limits, his power only as strong as the life force he held in his mortal body, and that he should be careful not to overdo it or he would die.  Lito is still grateful to his father for taking the time to even bother explaining to him the risks, and still holds a fondness for his godly parent he knows most other demigods don’t. 

He didn’t really interact with the war against the gods at camp, his ability to feel life in others especially terrible when he could actively feel it leaving the people he cares about.  The only battle he took part in was the battle of the Labrynth, and that only out of necessity.  He didn’t expect things could get worse after that, but he was very, very wrong.  He left camp that summer to come home and discover his mother was dying, with only a month or so left to live. He tried to heal her, but the sickness was too big, and any efforts he made to try and heal it little by little were useless. Lito dedicated himself to trying to grow his power, expand his life force or be able to get the power from somewhere else, but nothing he tried helped, and finally he knew what he’d have to do.  It’d take his life, but he wasn’t going to let his mom die like that. 

Lito arrived at the hospital that last day expecting that it was his last, but when he walked to her room he was stopped by the doctors, informing him his mom didn’t want him in the room when she passed.  They tried to be gentle about telling him, but he knew his mom had taken the decision to save her from him, Lito immediately tried to get to her, fighting anyone that got in his way but it was no use, too many people between him and the door and he was sedated rather quickly.  When he regained consciousness it was too late, a teary eyed nurse there at his side to tell him his mother was gone.  She’d left him a letter, undoubtedly her goodbye, and even to this day he’s been unable to open it.  Losing her and being unable to save her left him shattered, Lito not knowing who to be anymore without her, but he just took it day by day, fixing and healing anything that he reasonably could and when he returned to camp the next summer he just did what he could to help.  If any of the other campers noticed he didn’t talk about himself or his mom anymore no one said anything about it.

What was their fake life like?

TBD

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GP Role with High Income Potential

East Maitland Area, NSW | Job ID #2286

OVERVIEW

Exciting GP Opportunity in a Prime Location!

Are you a General Practitioner looking for a rewarding opportunity? Picture this - a thriving practice just 30 minutes away from Newcastle CBD and within easy reach of the North Shore suburbs of Sydney. This exciting role promises a dynamic work environment with a supportive team and ample opportunities for professional growth.

The practice is seeking multiple GPs to join their collegial team, reflecting the strong demand for quality healthcare in the area. Depending on your experience, you can enjoy flexible arrangements such as negotiable billings percentage, income guarantee, and relocation incentives. This position offers a wide scope of services, providing you with the chance to enhance your expertise in various areas including major and minor procedures, skin cancer management, travel medicine, and more.

If you have a passion for supervision, additional incentives await you. Seize this opportunity to make a difference in a welcoming practice that values your skills and professional development. Apply now and embark on a fulfilling career journey!

ABOUT THE PRACTICE

A purpose-built clinic offering mixed billing practices has been serving patients for the past decade. Most consultation rooms are designed with natural light, modern fit-out, and new equipment. The clinic houses on-site Registered Nurses and boasts an experienced and innovative admin team, creating a beautiful team environment.

ABOUT THE ROLE

Join our team with billings ranging from 65-72.5% determined by experience and skills, along with a negotiable income guarantee of $180/hour for up to 12 months. We offer a flexible working roster, cater to a diverse patient range from young families to the elderly, and foster skill development in areas like skin cancer and procedures. Benefit from an established patient base with the option for visa sponsorship in a DPA, MM1 location. For the right candidate, a relocation allowance of up to $10k may be provided.

REQUIREMENTS

FRACGP and Specialist Reg. w/ AHPRA needed. Not for AMC part 1/2 or General Reg.

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Benefits of Studying in Australia with the Leading Education Consultant

Kerala’s leading education consultant is of the opinion that Australia has an emerging demand as the most sought-after study destination right now. Almost anything is accessible in Australia. Some of the best educational institutions in the world can be found in the country. And the number is going up every year. The most popular destinations within Australia include Melbourne, Sydney, Brisbane, Adelaide, Perth, Canberra, and the Gold Coast.

Flyworld the leading education consultant in Kochi, can help you find the best courses and colleges in some of Australia’s best study destinations. Let's discuss in detail the factors contributing to the popularity of Australia.

The positive aspects of studying abroad in Australia include the following:

Diversity in the student population

Never fret about not being able to meet people from your own country here! Australia has witnessed a large number of foreign students attend its universities during the past few decades, making it third in terms of the number of international students after the United States and the United Kingdom. Australia is a highly accessible destination for international students. This is because its study abroad programmes are growing in popularity all over the world. The leading universities extend their arms to international students and offer various programmes and services designed to help students studying abroad get the most out of their academic experience.

International recognition 

Many of Australia's top universities offer excellent academic programmes in nursing, healthcare, chemistry, biology, zoology, wildlife, mathematics, technology, and engineering. The fact that the educational degrees earned here are recognised internationally makes participating in an Australia study abroad programme an asset to any student's professional portfolio.

Opportunities for Scholarships

The cost of studying abroad often becomes the primary consideration for individuals who want to pursue an overseas education. In accordance with this, the Australian government puts aside more than $200 million each year exclusively for foreign students going to study at Australian universities. These often depend on merit, and some have application prerequisites such as grade requirements or financial need. Inquire with the university's financial aid office about potential scholarships for students who have been approved to study abroad in Australia.

Part-time work option

International students can lower the cost of studying in Australia by working part-time while they are in the country on a student visa. Students are permitted to work up to 40 hours every two weeks in job roles that simply require simple skills. These jobs include those at fuel stations, restaurants, and university campuses. This can significantly lower the price of education and daily living costs. No work is humiliating because there is dignity in labour. With the minimum salary in Australia being 17 dollars an hour, students may afford to pay for a sizable portion of their living costs, including rent, groceries, utilities, and possibly some tuition as well.

Communication is not an obstacle

International students face various hurdles when studying in a place where English is not the native tongue. Students in some European nations may find it difficult to do simple chores like grocery shopping or asking for directions, but this is not a problem for students in Australia! The Australian accent and the nuances of Australian slang may be a little difficult for some pupils to comprehend at first, but they will quickly get used to it.

Migrating with the leading education consultancy

So we have looked into the prominent factors that make Australia the most sought-after study destination. For more information regarding studying in Australia, you can consult the leading education consultant in Kochi,Flyworld. Our team of knowledgeable consultants at Flyworld can help you get accepted to prestigious colleges in Australia. We provide answers to any questions you may have about the courses offered by universities and programmes. We also provide assistance in course and college selection, visa guidance, application process assistance, etc. So wait no further. Consult Flyworld, the top study abroad consultancy in Kochi, Kerala.

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5 Reasons Why a Person Must Opt for Nursing Courses

The majority of us are aware of the critical role nurses play in contemporary healthcare. For the well-being of individuals, their families, and the larger society, their dedication and enthusiasm are crucial.

Learn More About The Reasons

But only some are cut out to become a nurse. Nursing training requires someone who is able to stay calm, diligent, quick-witted, and patient, has good communication skills, is very empathetic, and is physically fit. Here are just a few excerpts from nurses regarding the benefits of opting for studying nursing courses in Sydney.

Job stability is one of the main arguments in favour of nursing as a vocation. The need for nurses is significant and is expected to increase in the upcoming years.

There are several job options in nursing. In addition to the military, nurses can work at medical facilities including hospitals and clinics. They can choose to specialise in a variety of fields, including paediatrics, critical care, as well as many more. In order to enhance their professions, nurses might also obtain higher degrees and certifications.

A satisfying and gratifying career is opting for disability courses in Sydney. By giving patients and their families compassionate care as well as support, nurses have the chance to positively affect the lives of others. The personal satisfaction that comes from assisting others is incomparable, despite the fact that the labour might occasionally be difficult.

The nursing industry pays highly. Much greater earnings are possible for nurses with additional degrees or certificates.

Flexibility regarding the job schedule and location are available in nursing. There are chances for shift work as well as flexible scheduling, and nurses can perform full- or part-time.

Summing Up

Nurses, after completing their nurse training in Australia, have access to competitive benefits and income packages as well as the ability to learn a wide range of skills that may be used in a variety of contexts.

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Skilled nurses and their extraordinary services for aged care in Sydney

Doctors and medical persons, especially the nurses play a pivotal role in providing treatment to the ailing and taking care of them eventually. It is with these skilled people that people get new hope for life and get enough confidence to give life a second chance altogether. In fact, doctors are responsible for providing the correct kind of treatment to the seekers but nurses play the tougher role in the procedure. It is with them that the additional care and support is expected to be given to the people who are helpless and vulnerable because of their physical weaknesses.

Skilled nurses are required everywhere that is in almost every country of the world. a developed country like Australia too does not refrain from giving in for a proper network of doctors and nurses for the treatment of the ailing there, especially the aged population. It is a fact that the aged do not need to be sick literally to be cared for. They need utmost love and care from the people around and the medical persons associated with them. This is the reason why Sydney offers skilled and properly organised Nursing staff agency that gives in for some best quality nurses who exactly know what to do, how to do and when. They are especially trained in their jobs and maintainutmost sincerity and dedication in their tasks.

People who take up nursing as their full-time occupation are first and foremost taught that the aged are vulnerable and they are no longer capable of taking care of themselves. This is why nurses are appointed so as to take holistic care of the needs and requirements of the aged. Aged care nursessydney involve health-workers who might be based on home care or could be working on behalf of any healthcare center. Major tasksthese nurses are entitled with, include keeping track of the medication and prescriptions, assisting with the meal consumption and the washroom part, prevent chances of infections and also maintain hygiene in the room. The Aged care training Sydney thus gives in for reliable and skilled services in association with the aged population in the region.

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N.S. launching first-in-Canada technology to help improve cancer care, reduce treatment wait times

Nova Scotia is launching a first-in-Canada technology designed to improve cancer care and reduce treatment wait times.

The province says the new technology, called the Oncology Transformation Project (OTP), will modernize the way cancer care is delivered and will bring together its key oncology information systems for the first time, providing more information in real time.

Through the new project, Nova Scotia Health is creating a single access point for cancer patient referrals, triage, and treatment, which is said to lead to streamlined care, reduced wait times, and better outcomes for patients.

“A cancer diagnosis is a frightening and stressful experience for patients and their families,” said Health and Wellness Minister Michelle Thompson in a news release Friday.

“Cancer patients and their families deserve to know that they are receiving the best possible care, delivered on the fastest possible timeline. There is no better way to improve their care, than by giving health-care professionals better tools to do their jobs.”

The OTP includes a patient portal, which will give patients a direct connection to their care teams,and the ability to report symptoms from home.

There will also be real-time communication between the two cancer centres in Halifax and Sydney, N.S., and the province’s eight community oncology sites. The province says this should enhance access to care for people living in rural communities.

“This is the solution for which our cancer care team has been waiting,” said Dr. Gail Tomblin Murphy, the vice president of research at Innovation and Discovery and the chief nurse executive with Nova Scotia Health.

“Our patients and care teams deserve this level of excellence, and it will change the way our patients receive cancer treatment and survivorship care.”

Nova Scotia is the first site in North America to implement the new technology.

It is scheduled to launch this spring, with an accelerated 12-month timeline to fully integrate it into the province's health system.

The province did not release details on the cost of the new project, but says the QEII Foundation is currently fundraising for it as part of its $100 million "We Are Campaign."

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Someone Else’s Daughter – The Life and Death of Anita Cobby

THIS book was published 15 years ago and has been reprinted several times – and for good reason. Someone Else’s Daughter: The Life and Death of Anita Cobby tells the horrific story of the crime that shocked and sickened Australia. In January 1986, Sydney nurse Anita Cobby, 26, was abducted as she walked home from Blacktown train station. It was a hot Summer night and Anita, a nurse, was on her way to her parent’s house where she was living at the time. What happened next forced Australians to confront the absolute worst of human behaviour. Anita’s body was found two days after her abduction. She’d been repeatedly raped and savaged, her throat slit in a final indignity. Author Julia Sheppard details the crime, the police investigation and the criminal trial that saw 5 men sentenced to life imprisonment for Anita’s murder. RELATED: The Janine Balding Story: A Journey Through a Mother’s Nightmare This book is distressing to read in many parts but it also tells the story of Anita’s life and that of her stoic, loving parents Grace and Garry and how they coped with the shocking loss of Anita and the intense gaze of the press and the public. They were ordinary Australians who were thrust into the public arena in the worst of circumstances. I had read this book when it first came out and then picked up my current copy at an op shop and re-read it, which I think had more impact on me the second time (and by this stage I am a mother to daughters). This is one of the finest Australian true crime books. Julia Sheppard did an extraordinary job writing about this crime that has been dubbed Australia’s crime of the 20th Century.

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Grow Your Career With Reputable Nursing Agencies In Sydney, NSW

Do you have aspirations of becoming a nurse in Sydney or other regions of New South Wales? The demand for qualified nurses has created a surplus of job opportunities across the country, but where should you focus your search?

Well, the renowned nursing agencies in Sydney, New South Wales, are the place to start whether you are looking for either full-time or part-time nursing jobs, or if you just want to work during the holidays.

Nursing Agency:

To put it simply, a nursing agency is a company that acts as an intermediary between nurses seeking employment and healthcare facilities in need of their services. A registered nurse (RN) who signs up with a nursing agency may receive offers for temporary or casual work in several different settings. 

The Benefits Of Working With A Nursing Agency:

If you're a nurse in NSW and are looking for flexible scheduling so you can spend more time with your family, a good place to start is with a nursing agency. The following are the prime benefits of working with a nursing agency-

Flexible Work Schedule: In New South Wales, joining a nursing agency not only improves your chances of finding work but also gives you greater freedom to choose your schedule. As an agency nurse, you can pick and choose the shifts you work, allowing you to work as much or as little as you like.

Career Growth: Each assignment you receive from a nursing agency will be different since you will be able to work in a wide variety of settings (based on your skills and experience). Having the opportunity to work and learn from a wide range of healthcare experts from different backgrounds and specialities can be very rewarding for your career. It can also lead to career growth opportunities in the field.

Work-Life Balance:Working as an agency nurse also offers wonderful opportunities to balance work and personal life, with a great degree of leeway in terms of schedule and location.

Final Words:

Working with a nursing agency in Sydney, NSW offers a golden career opportunity with high remuneration and a flexible work schedule. Contact a renowned nursing agency near you to learn more. Schedule an appointment today.

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Oncology Recovery Services Inc. assisting you to definitely optimise your Bodily and psychological overall health.

We have confidence in a Group APPROACH to health, particularly when beating the Uncomfortable side effects of cancer treatment method.

Every member of our crew is Remarkably Expert and has many years of knowledge inside their area.

We practice Superb COMMUNICATION in between therapists to be sure a clean transition across our providers.

Caring for persons impacted by most cancers

Becoming diagnosed with cancer is traumatic. Undergoing treatment method is usually complicated, lengthy and accompanied by Uncomfortable side effects. These Unintended effects can be mild and reversible but may be serious and ongoing. We provide Oncology Physiotherapy solutions that should assist you with taking care of the Uncomfortable side effects within your most cancers remedy.

Caring for men and women impacted by lymphoedema

Lymphoedema is really a Long-term affliction that will have an impact on the two Females and men. Most commonly, lymphoedema occurs on account of cancer treatment. Patients affected by lymphoedema gain from early prognosis, timely management and ongoing monitoring. Our team provides evaluation, Preliminary care and upkeep programs to guarantee exceptional administration with minimum influence on day by day operate.

Solutions

Physiotherapy

Therapeutic massage

Oedema Therapy

Pilates

Hydrotherapy

Yoga

Home Visits

Our Method of Cancer Treatment and Lymphoedema Management

Assessment

We collaborate with nearby and regional GPs, surgeons, oncologists and also other specialists at The Prince of Wales Healthcare facility, St Vincent’s Healthcare facility, Royal Medical center for Ladies along with other main Sydney hospitals. We liaise with a range of relevant health experts like nurses and allied well being team to make sure a whole health care history which builds the inspiration in the assessment.

We ensure an intensive and individualised evaluation and function in direction of client oriented goals. We bear in mind patient reported signs or symptoms and utilise A variety of objective assessment instruments and questionnaires relevant to each practitioner within our clinic.

Therapy

By bringing alongside one another a gaggle of really certified, experienced and passionate practitioners we are giving An array of suitable solutions that enhance one another in a single integrative clinic.

We advocate a affected person centered method and persuade individuals to consider an active job inside their remedy. We determine individual limits and select the correct discipline and the suitable treatment method methods to realize specific objectives and to overcome hurdles.

We pride ourselves in getting superb interaction in between our personnel users to make sure an uncomplicated remedy procedure and also a smooth transition among disciplines as necessary.

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Training self-administration tactics, building separately personalized workout packages, and furnishing a rage of coping tactics, are all facets of our upkeep company. We believe in ongoing individual education and learning to guarantee best exercise benchmarks. Involving loved ones, friends or carers is usually inspired as part of the prolonged-expression administration system.

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How to gain professional expertise for aged care courses in Melbourne?

As per the WHO reports there are more than 10 million elderly people across the world who deal with severe health issues. Many have raised concerns about the inadequacy of compassionate nursing support given to such patients in the hospitals. 

 It has been strongly advocated on the need to develop and make improvements in the preparedness of the healthcare professionals especially the carers to deal with such issues.

 Presently, there is an urgent need for an analysis of the training needs of the carers who would regularly work with older patients. Typically, there are at least two out of three patients who are aged over 65 and need carer support. 

 Without specific training, and insufficient knowledge it would be difficult to treat and address the elderly issues. This often leads to emotional and behavioral responses that include stress, low job satisfaction, frustration, etc.

 It is important for anyone who wishes to take up the role of the elderly to train themselves and gain the required expertise. This will ensure a stronger and more capable workforce that is adequately prepared to take up any challenges and address problems faced by the elderly. 

 Training that is workplace-based and specific to the real-time situation faced by the carers is important. Such specialist training like the certification courses in aged care can improve the access in dealing with the elderly patients in the hospitals and at home.

 If you are planning to gain professional expertise as a carer for the aged and specially-abled then the best option for you is to enroll yourself in a certification course. 

 You would be required to take up the course for CHC33015 Certificate III in Individual Support which has three main streams- Disability, Aging, Home, and Community. This is the minimum requirement that you need to fulfill as the first step to be part of this industry. Apart from this there are no specific academic requirements but at the same time you must have a reasonable understanding of the English language, and literacy to complete the course.

 There are several options available for disability courses in Melbourne which offer formal training. But this is the best and accepted course with standard accreditation. Here you are also required to undergo extensive training that must be interactive, and worthy too. 

 The course will offer you an experience of a lifetime as you get to learn and grow in real-life situations. These courses specifically involve on-the-job tasks and you must undertake the study from a reputed college. The skills you gain while on the training will let you become more confident and handle the challenges on the job with ease. You will be provided training under the best experts in the industry who would professionally assist you at every step and phase of learning.

 At Star Community College, we offer aged care courses in Sydney CHC33015 Certificate III in Individual Support, to prepare and make you capable of dealing with any kind of situation in real-time. We ensure to offer excellent and highest international standards of education with flexibility, soft skills training, and industry focussed courses. Our objective is to hone and enhance your skills so that you are ready to deal with real life challenges.

 You can learn more about us and the courses we offer through our website and can also discuss with the experts about these in detail. We endeavor to prepare you as deemed experts of the future hence our team ensures to deliver excellent and carefully designed training modules for you.

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If you've ever dreamed of working just a stone's throw away from the coast, then this job opportunity might be perfect for you! A well-established and modern clinic located in a prime area is currently looking for a dedicated General Practitioner (GP) to join their friendly and collegiate team.

This clinic is not just any healthcare facility; it is also an established teaching practice. This means that as a GP joining their team, you will have the chance to support medical students if you have a passion for teaching. The clinic operates with mixed billings and experiences strong patient demand, resulting in a high level of remuneration for the GPs. Moreover, the clinic offers flexible work rosters to ensure that you can maintain a healthy work-life balance while delivering exceptional patient care.

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A dynamic and contemporary medical center with a mixed billing practice offers a collaborative environment supported by a long-standing presence in the community. Patients benefit from a vibrant setting with attentive nursing support and a very supportive owner and administrative staff.

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Seeking a dedicated physician to join our practice with 70% of billings, offering a three-month income guarantee and flexible part-time or full-time options. We have a high patient demand and provide opportunities for medical student teaching. A DPA exemption might be available for the ideal candidate, with conditions.

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Change of Scenery // Evan Buckley

IN WHICH: Captain Bobby Nash has kept a secret from his friends, his wife and his step children since 2015 when he came to LA. Bobby’s eldest and only surviving child comes to LA to reconcile and make amends all the while she catches the eye of a certain blue eyed firefighter.

Warnings: Swearing, death/familial loss, pregnancy, blood, angst, injuries/medical emergency, and fluff

Words: 8k

A/N: Back at it with another 9-1-1 fic. Hope you enjoy, and I may just have to do another crossover with 9-1-1 and Julie and the Phantoms.

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There are moments in our lives that define us, whether it can be known as a positive or negative, but the outcome is always the same. A six-letter word that strikes fear and excitement into the souls of humans is change. The fear can be for ourselves or as a result of a child, a sibling, or a parent branching out on their own. Unfortunately, you had gone through a harsh and cruel experience on a cold winter night in the city you grew up in.

A typical Thursday filled with classes at the college you attended in Minnesota on a scholarship, nothing out of the ordinary. The plan had been to drive to your parents’ apartment to catch up with them for the weekend. Saturday morning was already reserved for a girls day with your little sister Brook and your mom. In the afternoon, you’d promised to take your brother Bobby to the ball diamond.

Your bag was packed, the plan to drive straight from class to St. Paul the following day to arrive in the daylight. Your dad struggled with worry when it came to you driving in the dark and especially in winter with icy roads.

“Y/N!” Dottie screeched from the living room of the four-bedroom dormitory. The pretty and curvy brunette had been the first friend you made in college.

Typically Dottie was on the quieter side, so when she screamed, you practically sprinted to the girl.

“Where’s the fire?” You demanded with a smirk at the reference to a topic that was a constant in your family. 

The fire drills your father conducted every four months for an exit plan in case of a fire and general information to save yourselves. He had also trained you to remember fire hazards and how to call dispatch with clear information if that time ever came. It never did and hopefully never would.

“The Lakeview Apartments in St. Paul.” Dottie’s dark brown eyes spoke only of pity and concern. The five foot ten roommate literally caught you as you tumbled into her arms with a loud grief-stricken scream.

You were forever indebted to the brunette for the plans she sacrificed to drive you back to St. Paul. There was absolutely no chance Dottie would allow you to both drive and be alone with no news. The media hadn’t released the names of the 148 deaths the fire relentlessly tore from the land of the living.

“I want to prepare you for what you’ll see. Your mother suffered severe third-degree burns over the majority of her body.” The kind nurse, also one of your friend’s parent, explained as she guided you to the Burn Center in the Regions Hospital, “I don’t want to lie and tell you she’ll be fine. You’re an adult Y/N. You deserve the truth and not be coddled.”

“Is she gonna survive?” You quietly asked, “Has she woken up since she was brought in?”

“The doctor placed her on a high dosage of morphine for the pain. Your father hasn’t left her side.” Lucinda informed you with sympathy written as over her face, The hazel eyes unable to adequately meet yours.

“I’ll check on her, then could you take me to the rooms my siblings are in?” You asked, completely unaware Brook and Bobby had been DOA at the hospital.

Your father hadn’t answered the text messages or the voicemails you had left on his phone—radio silent. You couldn’t be mad when he was with your mom, but a text would have been nice.

“This is where your mother is staying for the unforeseeable future. If you need anything, you can call me.” Lucinda softly replied before turning her heel to head back to the Burn Centre’s front desk.

It was horrific walking into a room with no idea if the occupant who had raised you would survive. The confident, gorgeous mother you had for the past nineteen years was unfamiliar to you, the extensive gauze covering nearly every inch of her body. You almost couldn’t even recognize the man sitting in the chair with his hands wrapped. 

“Dad? What happened?” You questioned the grieving man. The only person left in your family as you would soon come to know.

“Y/N?” Bobby gasped, pushing himself to his feet, staring at his only living child. The guilt ate at him just staring at you with those light brown eyes, “Oh, sweetheart.”

Your dad crossed the room in a few steps. The scent of smoke was still clinging to every part of him, but it was fine. Your dad was okay, minus the wounds on his hands. You’d always been closer with your father than your mother.

“Dad, what happened?” You quietly asked the ashamed firefighter that had to reconcile his feelings on the fire and his career—that struggle ending up pushing you away when he really just wanted you as close as possible.

“The building caught on fire after an ember from a heater lit a blanket on fire,” Bobby informed you with his eyes pinned on his wife. Bobby knew the chances of Marcy surviving were incredibly low, and he had to tell you that.

Bobby only knew the details passed on from a firefighter who pitied the man who’d lost most of his family. 

“Is Mom gonna be okay?” You questioned, and the said injured woman in the bed weakly responded.

“Baby?” Marcy quietly questioned from her absolutely still position on the hospital bed, “Uh, Bobby.”

You left your father’s side to be as close to your mom as possible, with the clear plastic separating you for her safety. Your heart shattered at the sheer exhaustion in her pretty blue eyes. 

“Hi, Mom.” You shakily spoke with one hand lightly pressed against the plastic divider. You didn’t even notice when your dad stepped up too.

“Marcy?” Bobby called out from right beside you, just as torn up, but Bobby carried extra weight on his shoulders, “We’re right here, Marcy. It’s okay. It’s okay.”

The muffled grunt of pain, your mom’s attempt to save you from grief, Marcy let out as she turned her head to look at you. You knew deep in your gut that this was the time place you would see your mom alive. And by the look in her eyes, she knew too.

“The...kids…?” Your mom’s breathing became more erratic as she questioned the man she viewed as her hero. The man she believed had saved her and their youngest children, “Where...are they?”

“The kids are fine.” The way your father said it and the tears led to the knowledge once kept from you.

“No.” You whispered, seeing the total grief written clear on his face. The pain meds and agony kept your mom from knowing the truth.

“They’re safe.”

“I knew you’d come and save us.” Your mom breathed as her eyes started hiding the pretty blue you’d now only see in pictures. In your dreams, until even those faded as father time cruelly pulled you along.

Then your worst nightmare happened. You watched as the woman you looked up to flatlined with the thought of her children safe. You’d always know she’d held on just long enough to find out the state of her children. You could only hope she’d forgive your father for lying to her as she died.

“Mom!” You screamed, fighting the arms of an orderly restraining you. You barely noticed the resistance to your frantic attempts.

One minute you were staring at a team unsuccessfully trying to revive your long-gone mother, then you were in a hotel room. The atmosphere tense and quiet between father and daughter, with the ghost of your dead family to keep you both company. You could hear Brook gagging every time you’d kissed your now ex. You could see Bobby toddling after you years ago.

At least you had your father—a father whose guilt festered until he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“It was my fault.” He murmured, staring at the barely eaten burger that tasted solely just cardboard. He couldn’t bear to look at your face, “I didn’t mean to leave it on.”

Your head snapped to stare at him in disbelief, “What do you mean you didn’t mean to leave it on?”

“I-I went to the roof to sleep after your mom kicked me out. I didn’t have my keys to the apartment I had below ours.” Bobby began spilling the lies he’d told to you about his addictions. Of the apartment, you’d had no clue was even in his possessions.

The pain of losing your family tore into you, “You took my mom away from me. I’ll never get to share my wedding day with her. Shopping for a dress and gossiping about boys. I’ll never be able to wipe Brook’s tears during her first heartbreak.”

Each word broke Bobby more and more.

“You stole my future. You’re selfish, ungrateful and utterly pathetic. You cost so many people so much, all because you sought out your next high.” You spat, glaring at someone you’d never expected to hurt you. You didn’t notice your hands grabbing your possessions nor opening the hotel room door, “You couldn’t even properly try to get clean.”

“Y/N-”

“Get your shit together before you kill anyone else. I never want to see you again.” You sobbed with regret already festering in your body, but pride held you back from apologizing.

Upon your return to your dorm with Dottie by your side, you immediately began the process to enter an exchange program. Within a month, your feet entered Sydney Airport. You didn’t return to America for several years.

You took a job as a casual lifeguard on Bondi Beach, met Lucas in a meet-cute situation at the grocery store. You graduated college and found a job as a paramedic as you began becoming a flight paramedic. In 2020 Lucas and you discovered you’d be bringing in a little baby into the world.

Learning about your little Cashew growing safe in your womb fanned the flame of desire to reconcile. Ultimately the pride kept pushing the urge to apologize for the cruel words you told your father further away. You naively believed you had all the time in the world.  

Remember the six-letter scary word? If losing your mom, siblings, and father was a devastating blow, losing Lucas was nearly tied. Your little Cashew lost their father before they even got to meet him. That was push enough to pack up your home and fly back to America with your father’s new address as soon as you could.

In the fallout of the apartment fire, your father relocated from Minnesota to Los Angeles. 

Los Angeles, 2020

As soon as you’d found the nicest but cheapest hotel to stay in until you found a place, you walked the streets of LA. The first order of business of approaching your father at his workplace as you had no personal address. Residing still in Minnesota, Deputy Chief Evans had only given you the address of Bobby’s work.

You could only hope Bobby wouldn’t turn you away. That he was willing to bridge the gap, you’d widened over the years. That he could forgive the silence to each email, he sent when you changed numbers.

“We should go out to dinner.” The female voice was what brought you back to the present time. The woman was beautiful with her buzzed head and clear skin.

Right by her side was a dark-haired male of Asian ethnicity with a bag thrown over his shoulder, “If you’re paying, you bet I’ll be there.”

The two continued to converse in their own world until the man had to literally dodge you when they finally noticed you.

“Does Chief Bobby Nash work here?” You inquired, having no desire to enter small talk when the baby was sitting on your bladder again. You nearly retched when the man stared down at your swollen midsection, shocked, “It’s not his baby.”

Hen caught the evident disgust on your face, “He’s in his office. I’ll guide you there…”

“Y/N.” You supplied the firefighter. Hen smiled in response, “And your name is…”

“Henrietta Wilson, but you can call me Hen. That was Howard Han. He goes by Chimney, and I’ve been sworn to secrecy on the name.” Hen chuckled in her steps to the closed door of the fire chief. Hen swiftly knocked on the door to give Bobby a heads up.

“Come in!” Bobby called from his pile of paperwork he had pushed and waited to work on. It had slipped as the date came closer. Your twenty-seventh birthday, the seventh one since he last saw you.

“Cap, a woman is asking for you,” Hen told her friend and boss. It’s a good thing you didn’t choose to surprise your father because Hen was shorted, and your bump made manoeuvring around tricky.

“What can I do…” Bobby trailed off when he saw the girl waiting to talk to him. The pen in his hand dropped to the table in shock.

Hen glanced between the two equally taken aback individuals, “Am I missing something here?”

“Hey, dad.” You whispered to the man who’d been dreaming of this moment since the minute you left. He’d searched for you at your previous college and nearly made a missing person report.

“Dad?” Hen couldn’t pick her jaw up from the floor if she even wanted to because this was juicy information. Sure, Bobby had caved into telling his team, his family that he’d lost his wife and two children in a fire.

He rarely talked about his life before the 118, but he’d never mentioned having a surviving daughter. Not in the handful of times he’d talked about the tragedy, nor did he have any objects or photos of you. 

“You’re really here?” Bobby lightly chuckled with a twinkle in his eye. Hen had only seen a handful of times. All of them had Athena in the scene, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” You beamed, stepping closer to the man you’d missed dearly, “I’m so sorry for the way I left. What I said was cruel and untrue. You aren’t selfish, and I can’t blame you for something you couldn’t control.”

Bobby grinned. He’d stepped around his desk only to halt when he took in an undeniable development—the baby bump you carried.

“Is-”

“I’m pregnant. Six months along with a baby girl.” You laughed to the apparent disbelief in your father’s light brown eyes. His gaze continued to shift between the bump and your e/c eyes.

“Wow. Sorry, this is...wow.” 

“She’s one of the reasons I wanted to come back. To fix our relationship because I want her to know her grandpa. You’re the only grandparent Poppy will know.” Bobby was quick to tug you into his arms as soon as the first tear dropped down your cheek.

There was so much you wanted to tell your father, but that overwhelming grief rose higher. You’d left Australia where Lucas laid in a plot in a cemetery. You left the friends you’d found in the city. Left the lifeguard job you’d come to love.

“Where are you and your partner staying?”

“He...uh...Lucas passed away recently.”

The arms holding you tightened in response to your confession, “Oh sweetheart.”

“I didn’t know where else to go. I can’t stay in the home we bought. Not the place he died when I couldn’t save him.”

“I don’t know what happened, but it wasn’-”

“Don’t coddle me. I was...am a paramedic. A flight paramedic, to be specific, so I know that my hesitation could be the reason he died.”

Your career took the father by complete and utter surprise because you’d always planned on a different job. Before the fire that claimed so many lives, you’d never entertained a career in the emergency field.

“We have a lot to catch up on. First, you need to know that I’ll always love your mother no matter what, but you need to know. I met someone when I first moved here, and we were friends at first. She divorced her husband. We started dating...sweetheart, I remarried.”

A wave of emotions flared in your chest, from betrayal to sadness and ultimately happiness. Having lost your first love, you understood and knew if love came around for you, you wouldn’t ignore it. Lucas wouldn’t want that.

“I can’t wait to meet her.”

Re-entering into Bobby’s new life was a difficult adjustment for everyone included. Tension had risen between Athena and Bobby for a brief period. Athena hadn’t even been aware of your existence, but she could fault Bobby. Athena had even told her first husband about her late fiance Emmett when they were still together.

It was difficult for you with the new addition of two step-siblings in the same birth order as Brook and Bobby had been. The Grant siblings had welcomed you into the family without any reservations.

“Did you ever get to fly the chopper?” Harry asked as he scrubbed the dirty dish from the Sunday family dinner. 

It was the first dinner that had no awkward tension since you arrived back in the country. Athena had taken a bit to warm up, but it was nothing personal. She’d actually been the one to find you you’d been staying at a hotel. Mama Athena did not like her pregnant step-daughter living at a hotel. She’d actually stormed your room with Hen and Karen as back up to pack your room and leave for the Grant-Nash house.

“No. I had to help keep the patients alive. If I’m telling the truth...sometimes I didn’t even notice I was in the air.” You whispered to your stepbrother. He was just invested in your career as he had been when Bobby first entered their lives.

“That is so cool!” Harry enthused with soap suds splashing your thin knitted sweater. Harry’s mouth formed an ‘o’ when you flicked water onto his face in retaliation.

“Do you know Bondi Beach in Australia?” You inquired the youth with the chore of dishes completed.

“Yeah! There’s a tv show called Bondi Rescue! I watch the clips on YouTube!” Harry exclaimed, hot on your heels to the couch. Out of May and Harry, he followed you around with questions about your life in Australia.

“I was a casual lifeguard. I’m not featured on that show, but I would get called in when a lifeguard was needed. It paired well with my job as a flight paramedic.” You half-smiled, remembering the Bondi lifeguards who had welcomed you into the family. You became one of them when they started pranking you.

“Did you ever see a shark-”

“Harry, go brush your teeth. Leave Y/N alone.” Athena informed her youngest from the open patio doors. Your father, Athena and May had been outside as soon as the table had been cleared.

“But-”

“Harry,” Athena warned the youngest Grant. Harry didn’t attempt to argue with his stern mother; all he did was hug you quickly. You watched the young boy disappear into the hallway.

“He reminds you of your little brother?” Athena questioned. In your time of reminiscing, the older woman had settled in Harry’s previous position.

“A little.” You whispered, “Thank you for welcoming me into the family. For making my dad happy.”

“You know I may have some baby clothes put away if you’d like to use them?” Athena offered with that smile that made you feel at home. Athena was far different from your late mother, with her presence commanding respect and intelligence. Your mom was similar, but I suppose it could be described as a softer touch.

“Anyway, saving a penny is appreciated. I have a question for you also.” You hesitantly started with a bundle of nerves deep in your belly. Athena turned to give you her full attention.

“Well? Out with it.” Athena pushed, but she had a slight feeling of what you were about to ask her.

“My mom was one the strongest women I know. It hurts that my baby won’t get to experience her love and guidance, and you can say no. We’ve only known each other a short time, but would you consider...maybe being a grandma to my baby?”

Giddy was the feeling Athena developed along with the laughing smile that only came from happiness. The woman could only nod her head in response to your hesitant question. To Athena’s knowledge but not yours, Bobby was softly smiling, watching his formerly estranged daughter getting along with your stepmom.

“Oh!” You gasped as your baby kicked hard enough for her foot imprint to be seen through your knitted sweater. 

Bobby was by your side in concern the second he heard your startled sound, but Athena wasn’t that concerned. Athena remembered having the same reaction.

“Are you okay?” Bobby frantically questioned. He faltered when the woman shared a belly-deep laugh at the sheer fear written in the seasoned firefighter’s eyes.

“Poppy was kicking.” You chuckled as your father’s shoulders dropped in relief, “Here.”

Your nimble fingers clasped around your father’s wrist to bring his palm to the spot Poppy was kicking. A certain lightness flooded your entire body, being capable of sharing this experience with Bobby. Watching tears well up in the grandpa to be’s brown eyes.

“Whoa.” Bobby breathlessly spoke as Poppy kicked against his palm. The feeling building in his was exhilarating with the small amount of grief mixed in, “I remember when your mom was pregnant with you. We didn’t know if we were having a girl or boy, but she was adamant you would be a kickboxer. So active.”

Athena watched as the relationship between father and daughter started healing directly in front of her eyes. The Sergeant was about to give you two some privacy when you caught her hand in your free one.

“Here.” You informed the older woman shifting to place her hand where your father’s hand had previously been. Your e/c eyes sought the wonder-filled different shades of brown eyes the couple had.

“You should get some sleep,” Athena spoke, staring at her hand resting on your bump. Her dark chocolate brown rising to find your gaze, “You won’t be getting a lot once she arrives.”

Bobby and Athena watched as you turned the corner to the spare room Athena’s parents used when they visited. For the time being, you’ve moved into the room, and the Grant-Nash house hoped you would stay. May had always wanted a sister, and Harry loved all the stories you told about Australia.

“You know, at some point, you’ll have to talk to her.”

“I just was-’

“-without anyone else being the buffer. Bobby, both your lives is evidence enough that some things are too trivial to stress over.” Athena pinned her stern gaze on her husband. The same husband is actively trying to avoid her penetrating gaze.

“What I did-’

“Is in the past, Bobby. You have a second chance with that wonderful woman in that bedroom and our grandchild. Now, are you sure that having the party at the firehouse is okay?”

A hand supported the base of your back where an ache tended to stay for most of the day. That ache wasn’t the worst symptom of your pregnancy. You had heartburn constantly that tied with unfortunate constipation that had thankfully lessened. Your purse always had a cardigan for the hot flashes as well.

“Perfect! May has my car, and Bobby needed that.” Athena beamed from the open bay of the 118. One of the firefighters, Eddie, if you recalled, snagged your purse and the specific ingredient for a recipe.

“You could have borrowed Bobby’s-”

“His vehicle is in the shop Buck.” Athena interrupted the only member of the 118 you had let to officially meet.

Now there were two suspects of the sudden shortness of breath you started experiencing. It could be Poppy in the limited space in your body or the handsome firefighter. Buck had to be hands down none of the most attractive men you’d ever encountered. His dark blonde hair had minimal height, but the soft waves made your fingers itch to feel it. His ocean blue eyes crinkled at the corners with mirth.

“Ah, so you’re flesh and blood of Cap?” Buck questioned from in front of you. His blue eyes centred solely on you, with half a mind thanking himself that he could navigate the station blindfolded in the dark.

“For the last twenty-seven years, I have been.” You retorted, stopping at the edge of the stairs to the apparatus. Your keen sense of smell catching one of your favourite meals your father had dug up from the recipes he hadn’t used in years.

A zing of electricity trailed off your arm when a calloused palm met yours. Your e/c eyes followed the path of tan skin until it reached the shirt sleeve of Buck’s t-shirt. The shirt emblazoned on the chest with the department’s insignia. The man in the casual uniform guided you safely up the stairs with his hand on your back.

The pressure of Buck’s hand on your aching back muscle nearly brought what would be an embarrassing moan from your lips. Thankfully a gasp of surprise fell out instead at the banner hanging with other decorations.

“What?” You choked, cupping your hands to your face. Pure unadulterated shock and affection flooded every inch of you.

The entire 118 squad intermixed with their loved ones surrounded the open area with grins. On a table behind everyone was many wrapped gifts. But the cake was the most impressive.

A large rectangular cake in the realistic shape of a fire engine parked in front of a fire hydrant with a fondant hose going to the truck. On top of the fire truck was the turnout boots next to the matching helmet, the 118 proudly on it. You adored the turnout coat draping off the top to hang off the side.

“If you look at the helmet, it says Poppy.” Buck enthused, guiding you even closer to catch the immaculate cake, “It has to be the best cake we’ve gotten from them.”

“Hey, my rebar head cake was phenomenal!” Chimney called with a belying grin on his face. His hand encased by a brunette woman about his height with her heels on.

“It’s a long story.” Buck offered as soon as you gave him a weird questioning look, “Let me introduce you to everyone!”

For the next five minutes, you spend it by meeting the family of 118, including Eddie’s completely adorable son. Christopher was happy to sit next to you as soon as Harry had found you. Slowly the others came closer to hear the stories.

“What’re the most common injuries on the beach?” Denny, Hen and Karen’s ten-year-old son questioned.

“Bluebottle Jellyfish stings. On one day, we had hundreds of people come to the tower for stings, and the treatment for the minor ones is stingose spray and ice.”

“My question is how a girl from Minnesota is a lifeguard in Australia. Especially on Sydney’s most dangerous beach.” Chimney inserted, waving his bottle of pop at you, his eyes kept moving towards the wine Maddie brought.

Unfortunately, the 118 wouldn’t be celebrating with the wine until their shifts ended in a few short hours. It was a damn miracle they hadn’t been called out yet.

“This former Minnesotan spent summers at my best friend’s parents’ place in Cali as a lifeguard. Also, Bondi is not the most dangerous beach in Sydney. That’s Tamarama.” You pointed towards the man who raised his hands in surrender.

“Have you ever seen a dead body?” Harry asked, bringing a sobering silence in the question’s wake.

Your body language changed as soon as he asked, “Unfortunately, I’ve seen death as a paramedic and as a lifeguard.”

“You’re a paramedic? I thought you were just a lifeguard?” Buck asked, interested in the new information. Buck could feel his Captain’s eyes on the back of his head; he was sure Bobby could smell the attraction on Buck.

“Casual lifeguard. Called when needed as a backup.” You turned your e/c eyes towards the arguably youngest member of the 118.

“How many dead-”

“Harry.” Athena warned her son from continuing a topic that killed the ease and happiness you’d shown previously, “Why don’t we stop talking about-”

“Too many, Harry.” You interrupted your stepmom with a gentle smile towards the woman, “It’s not just drowning that claims lives but also the cliffs surrounding the beaches. Lifeguards patrol more than the beaches and water. Lifeguards respond to medical emergencies, mostly spinal until the paramedics arrive.”

“Oh-”

“I had a fellow lifeguard leave the job because of the suicides we deal with.”

“...who wants cake?” Karen used the quiet interlude of the much too serious topic for a group of kids barely in the double digits of ages. All referenced children followed Hen’s life to the beautiful baked creation.

“Sorry for getting dark there.”

“We all know the dark side of the jobs we chose to do. You sound like you miss Australia. Are you going to return there?” Eddie questioned with one eye pinned on his son, consuming more sugar than he wished.

Eddie’s question did raise self-doubt, but you knew that ultimately living in Australia was no longer a viable option. 

“There’s nothing there for me.”

Eddie, Buck and your father understood that mentality to a ‘t’ with family complications keeping them away. Your father for obvious reasons, whereas Eddie and Buck each had a living family with opinions only they saw right.

“You’re always welcome here. Especially when you bring that little cutie to the firehouse.” Maddie cooed towards your baby bump. The 911 dispatcher had asked many questions about your pregnancy.

 Maddie was the type of person who could make a stranger feel like they had known for their entire lives.

“Here.”

A plate of the cake was thrust in front of your face courtesy of Maddie’s brother Buck. It is quite literally the perfect size you could ask for. In his other hand, he had a new bottle of water waiting for you to grab.

“Thank you, Buck.” Your shock must have shown in your voice when his cheeks flushed.

“This whole party is a celebration for you, so you shouldn’t have to get up...unless you want to!” Buck rushed to respond, getting more flustered with the amused look of his older sister on him, “You’re already doing something absolutely amazing, so you should get to rela-”

“Buck!” You laughed, ending the older man’s rambling thoughts. The entire party attendees had started watching Buck’s failed smooth attempt.

“Yeah?”

“Thank you.”

Buck mutely nodded in response, “No prob-”

The bell was the one to interrupt him instead. The on-duty firefighters rushed down from the upper levels to the lockers. The swift suiting up impressed you as it was like you blinked, and the bay was empty.

“Should be the last call before they get off shift.” Maddie, still occupied with the cake she was eating, “That wine looks so good!”

Your attention snapped from the vacant spots the 118 vehicles parked to the woman ploughing down on the cake. Sure it was good, but not that good. Maybe you could tell as a pregnant woman, or perhaps you just caught some of the symptoms you felt.

“How far along are you?”

Maddie froze, “What are you talk-”

“You’re pregnant, right?”

“Don’t tell anyone. Chim and I found out recently, but we want to wait on telling people. Once the first trimester is over, everyone can know.” Maddie pleaded with two hands cupped under her chin in a prayer position. The pretty brunette using the puppy dog eyes on the new friend she’d made.

“You should tell Buck-”

“We will once we enter the safe zone. So tell me about your baby’s father.” Maddie swiftly changed the subject, unaware of the ache developing in your midsection.

“Lucas Gowan.” You mussed, recalling the freckled half Australian half Scots man with the thick red locks.

“Ooh, is he still in Australia?”

“Technically, he is. I met him at the grocery store near the university campus. I’d transferred to escape my grief. It was purely an attraction at first sight before developing into love at first sight. We convocated and moved into a cosy little place. We’d only just found out about the baby when Lucas passed away.”

As you told Maddie, your hand had moved to cradle the only remaining piece of Lucas. 

“His death was unexpected and sudden. He’d taken a run the morning of our scan to find out baby Gowan’s gender. He fell off the side of the cliff. I was told he died instantly. The investigator believes his shoelace untied, and he stepped on it. Fell right off the side.”

“I’m so sorry.” Maddie breathed, leaning closer to hold your hands in her own, “He’d be so proud of you. For returning to the states. Do you keep in contact with his family?”

“He was an only child. Parents died in a car accident when he was ten years old. He was in foster care until he aged out of the system. Poppy is named after his mom.”

Maddie instinctively knew talking about Lucas was, “You know you get along pretty well with Buck... I’ve never seen him so flustered.”

“Maddie, I can tell you are a very intelligent woman, but you’re wrong here. Why would a guy like Buck be interested in a pregnant woman with a reconciling relationship with her father and his Captain while grieving her baby’s dad?”

Maddie tilted her head to the side, “Because I know my brother. He’s only ever had that look when I first moved to LA. Back when Abby was still important to him.”

“We’ll just have to agree to disagree.”

Maddie’s mouth opened to speak, but you were saved by the bell when Athena called you over for pictures. Then her attempts got thwarted once more when the 118 returned to the house perfectly synced to the end of shift.

“Driving here was the last time until the baby’s here. You’ve got precious cargo-”

“I’m seven months pregnant; I can still drive. There’s no law saying I can’t-”

Never argue with Athena Grant-Nash, “It may not be illegal, but I won’t endanger my daughter or my granddaughter.”

“I have to get to my OB/GYN appointment tomorrow. You and Dad each have a long shift during my scheduled appointment. Harry is both too young to drive and in school. May has a shift at dispatch. There’s literally no one available to take me.”

Bobby watched as two of the most important women in his life argued over something as trivial as driving. Harry shook at listening to someone fighting against his mother; she could be terrifying.

“I can take her.”

Everyone in the fir house turned to the voice who’d offered suddenly and found the sheepish form of a tall firefighter. Eddie’s eyebrows raised at his best friend.

“I don’t work tomorrow. I’ve got no plans. Albert’s got some date with a girl at her place.”

“I couldn’t put you out.”

“You need a ride, and I’ll be bored, so why not take my new friend to her baby doctor.”

“Baby doctor?” Hen parroted to her wife in astonishment towards her coworker and close friend. Both the women found the blatant flirting from Buck to the soon to be mother.

“She’ll take you up on the offer. She’s staying in our guest room. Come early for breakfast before you go. We’ll be having waffles.”

Buck found any excuse to visit the Grant-Nash home with the motive to hang out with you ever since the baby shower. From delivering baked goods from your favourite bakery to insisting on driving you to appointments. Didn’t matter if Athena or Bobby could take you; Buck was adamant he drove you.

The friendship was easy going and very natural, like a ball glove still moulded perfectly to your hand. The hangouts in your home evolved to weekly visits to restaurants with guidelines to the current event happening worldwide. 

Ultimately it even led to a test date.

“You look breathtaking.” Buck breathlessly informed you once he’d gently pushed your chair closer to the table.

“Thank you.” You kindly responded despite thinking the complete opposite to the charming man sitting across from you.

Athena and May had helped you get ready for the date with calming words on how going on a date so far into the pregnancy was okay. Then, your father had tentatively inserted himself with sage advice on re-entering the dating scene.

“I thought we could grab some ice cream after,” Buck spoke up as soon as the waiter had taken your drink order. Buck had decided to refrain from alcohol and went with glasses of lemonade and water.

“You shouldn’t say that. I’ll just want ice cream.” You snickered, caressing the taut belly you’d grown to love. In fact, the firm push of a heel announced Poppy’s agreement with ice cream as dessert.

“How is Poppy?”

“The doc says she’s right on track. Healthy all around and in the position, she’s supposed to be at this stage.” Buck adored the affectionate smile that always appeared when the topic of your pregnancy was brought up.

“That’s amazing! Bobby gushes about you and Poppy. The fridge has an entire door dedicated to sonograms of Poppy. Even a few from that maternity shoot Hen and Maddie surprised you with.”

A few weeks had passed since the baby shower the 118 had surprised you with. Maddie had announced her pregnancy to the joy of the chosen family she had. Bobby had put together a crib he had painted. Michael, Athena’s ex-husband, had started making plans for adding on to the house for a room for the baby.

Despite informing the architect, you planned on moving out when you had saved enough, he’d made a sound argument. Athena would want a place for the baby to stay when you visited, or the woman demanded to babysit.

Now you found yourself in a National forest not far from Los Angeles, posing in front of nature. A surprise photoshoot Hen and Karen had organized with Karen’s brother Trey. Maddie and Athena had been the ones who drove you.

“Hold the teddy bear on your bump,” Trey informed you from behind his professional and intimidating camera. The photographer praised you in the rapid movement to listen to his offer.

“Hey! Maddie! You should take a few photos. I need a pee break.” You didn’t wait for Maddie to respond in your rush to the somewhat rustic bathroom hut.

By the time you returned, Maddie was taking a couple pictures. Then you took some with Athena to have on the nursery walls and for Bobby to have a photo for his desk.

“Now one with all three of you.”

Present

“So a daredevil.” You stated unsurprised that the firefighter had a history of recklessness. You don’t go into firefighting without a taste for danger.

“The bruises and blood fit better than the awful bleached hair during my time in Peru.” Buck laughed, recalling the questionable choice in his fashion pre-firefighting. Sometimes he missed the people he encountered in his period of self-discovery.

“You didn’t wear puka sh-”

“I did. Bleached hair, puka shells and Hawaiian shirts were my staples during my bartending years. I fit in with the aesthetic of the bar I tended.”

“Buck!” You nearly gasped at his raw honesty. Buck didn’t hold back any answers to your questions, but you each strayed from the topic of family.

Talking about the tragic family history wasn’t a good idea on the first time regardless of the time you’d known each other.

“You’re telling me-” Buck halted as soon as he caught the flash of discomfort flicker over your beautiful features, “Are you okay?”

“She shifted. Been sitting on my blad-” You cut yourself off with a hiss of pain. Buck’s eyes widened at the pain taking over your features, “Oh, that hurt.”

Buck went straight into work mode, “Have you been in pain for long?”

“No. A few cramps here and there today, but my doctor said it was nothing to worry about.” You informed the experienced first responder resting level to your knees.

Buck didn’t want to say it, but he was sure that you’d gone into early labour. There was no indication your water had broken, but he kept over the last hour together. Every once in a while, you shifted or pressed a hand to your bump.

“Has your water broken?”

You shook your head, “No, but...oh... that’s not a cramp.”

With that statement out, you clenched your fingers tight on the edge of the table as pain rippled in your belly. A contraction that stole your breath momentarily. In your contraction, Buck had dialled 911. Buck recalled that sometimes a woman’s water doesn't break until right before the birth.

“We’re not getting that ice cream, are we?” You snorted upon being lifted onto the gurney. How fortunate or unfortunate you were to have the 118 right there.

Hen had taken a position at your feet to check on your lower body while Chimney took your vital signs. You honestly didn’t like the look Hen and Chimney shared with Buck.

“What is it?”

“We’re gonna need to deliver here.” Hen sighed, giving you the facts that terrified you. When you envisioned having the baby, it was in a medical centre. Not in a restaurant.

“My office is large and away from the crowd if you want. I can show you the way.” Sophie, the restaurant manager, offered already starting to lead the way. Sophie would never know how thankful you felt for being able to have privacy.

“Okay, Y/N, is it okay if I check how dilated you -.” Hen breathed with her hand, gently disappearing until the thin blanket Chimney procured from the stocked ambulance, “Y/N when I saw I want you to do that.”

Hen didn’t need to check your dilation when she could see the baby’s head already.

“I’m right here.” Buck cooed in your ear. He had held your hand as his coworkers did their jobs around you.

“This isn’t the way I envisioned you seeing my pu-”

“Push.” Hen urged, cutting off your almost vulgar language, but it eased the tension in the small restaurant office. You couldn’t even see Buck’s flustered reaction as you bore down with the contraction, “Good! Take a breath.”

“You’re a strong woman. It never ceases to amaze me the strength women have.” Buck spoke, keeping your e/c eyes on his blue ones. His hand raised to push a strand of your sweaty hair off your temple.

“Once more push!” Hen called out just in time with the last contraction. The feeling of the pressure between your legs popping was moan inducing.

Poppy was silent. Your entire body froze, yearning for the sweet sound of crying instead of the eerie silence. The world stood still as Chimney worked on your baby girl.

“Pulse is strong,” Chimney announced, keeping his attention on the task of clearing Poppy’s throat and nose. And that sweet sound of crying commenced, “Congratulations Y/N, you have a beautiful baby girl. Let’s get you to the hospital.”

Your father beat the ambulance to the nearest ER in pure anticipation at meeting his granddaughter Poppy Nash Gowan. He barely noticed as Buck stuck to your side like glue. Bobby waited outside the door as you got checked over in the room.

“Quite the first date.” You mused towards Buck, who hovered in awe over the life form you had carried for nine months. You’d been pregnant for three quarters of an entire year to his fascination. 

“All my meaningful relationships started with a medical emergency.” Buck finally looked up at you. He’d kept Poppy company in the bassinet while you delivered the afterbirth upon entering the hospital.

“Seriously?”

“Had a tracheostomy on Valentine’s Day with Abby, an earthquake with Ali and a newscaster in a crashed helicopter.” Buck listed off. He hadn’t even noticed scooping the newborn into his arms until he’d sat in the chair by your bed, “Why not add a sudden labour and delivery.”

“He would have liked you.”

The sentence came out of absolutely nowhere. Almost like something had ripped it out of your vocal cords. At the look of confusion, you elaborated.

“Lucas. He would have liked you. I think if it is possible, he might have pushed me into meeting you. I’ll still need to take it slow, but I’d like to give this a shot.”

That was all Buck needed to lean in closer to kiss you—the first of many kisses.

Some might disagree on how quick your relationship with Buck developed, but they didn’t know yours at all. It was natural with the firefighter who stepped into the role of father figure for a growing Poppy. By the time Poppy was one, you’d moved into a house not far from your father’s place with Buck. By the time Poppy was three, a pretty ring had sat on your finger. By five, the young girl had a baby brother. 

“Your parents spoil Poppy.”

“You say that like you didn’t crawl into her crib during her afternoon naps.” You deadpanned towards your husband. Buck had the nerve to sheepishly grin, “You give in each time she says ‘pwetty pwease’ for a cookie.”

“It’s a crime to make her sad!” Buck defended himself, but a grin of amusement threatened his act, “Besides, you crack each time too!”

“Mhm. Just wait until Theo can talk.” You pressed a kiss to the sleeping infant strapped into the baby carrier. Theodore Robert Buckley could fall asleep in a thunderstorm if he was in Buck’s arms.

“Oh! Maddie wants to have Poppy over for a play date. Madster’s been begging for her cousin to have a sleepover.”

Maddie and Chimney’s daughter was only a few months younger than your daughter, but the two were thick as thieves. Buck had referred to the Han daughter as Madster with how similar her mannerisms were to her mother.

“Think they’d take the rascal?”

“Is this code for you wanting to have another?” Buck questioned with a twinkle of mischief in his blue eyes. The same blue Theo had inherited along with a birthmark like Buck’s on his bicep.

“I-” You choked, blinking furiously, “Evan, I pushed Theo out of my body barely three months ago!”

Buck inconspicuously winked in response with the sudden scream of excitement coming from Poppy. The rambunctious five-year-old ploughed into Buck’s legs full force. Falling into the practised ease, you’d unstrapped Theo from Buck’s chest and promptly had his tiny body stolen into his grandpa’s arms.

“There’s my boy.” Bobby cooed to the sleep drunk tiny infant. The little baby is crowded by his Gram Athena and Aunt May, “Gonna have to get you a Minnesota Wilds jersey.”

“Hell no. That boy is LA born and bred. He’ll be wearing a Kings jersey like the civilized.” Michael announced with the sudden arrival of Theo and Poppy’s Uncle Harry.

“Mommy? When are we going to Stralia?” Poppy inquired from right beside your leg. Her tiny handheld is the giant one of her dad.

“In a few weeks. Are you excited to see the mommy’s old friends again?”

“Hm. Can we see Dada?”

Buck may be Poppy’s father, but he’d never let Poppy go without knowing she had two fathers in all. Her first one waiting to meet here decades from the time she was born and solely referenced Lucas as Dada. Buck was grateful for the man who brought Poppy into existence; the little green-eyed tot Buck could never regret. Unlike Buck’s parents keeping his older brother’s existence a secret, the firefighter refused to follow in their footsteps. He’d continue to shower the late Lucas in gratitude and respect. He refused to make the same mistakes as Phillip and Margaret Buckley.

“Of course. C’mon Poppy, time to say goodbye.” Buck guided the little girl to the extended family showering her little brother with love. The little girl was quickly swung into Bobby’s arms, and Athena cooing at your infant son.

Changes. The six-letter word doesn’t have to be terrifying. It can be breathtaking, memorable and beautiful to experience. 

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5 Years - cth

part of love songs for calum, a love series.

summary: calum finds himself imagining what the next five years hold for you two. based off the song 5 years - noah and the whales. 

author’s notes: welcome to my february series! where i’m writing blurbs based around love songs with calum! i hope you enjoy! 

warnings: mentions of implied smut. 

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Calum's life had never been predictable. Ever since he was a child he was never able to predict what he'd be doing a year from now. But when Calum met you, he started imagining what his life could be like if things worked out between the two of you. Whenever he was bored on a tour bus or when the nights alone on tour kept his brain awake, he'd imagine what life with you could be like in the next couple of years.

One day, when the February sun had shone high above in the sky and both you and Calum had enough time away from the busy lives to spend more than just the night together, you found yourselves at the zoo. The weather had been perfect and the zoo itself wasn't too busy, which meant that strolling through the empty walkways and stopping to watch the animals graze around their exhibits was the perfect way to spend the day.

"Did you know elephants have the biggest brain of any of the mammals?" Calum mumbled happily, looking over at you as you both stopped to watch one of the baby elephants trot after it's sibling, making little trumpet noises.

"Really? They must be very smart then," you mumbled, a smile on your face as you watched the little one jump into the puddle.

Before you knew it, your vision was black and you felt the warmth from Calum's hands on your skin. Laughing softly and trying to pry his hands from your eyes, you couldn't help but whine quietly as you heard the trumpeting from the elephants.

"Calum! Let me see!" you whined and managed to peek through in between his fingers just in time to see the baby elephant stumble into the puddle, both you and Calum chuckling as you leaned into one another.

Calum had a memory in his head of when you two went to the beach in Sydney. How the sun was so warm and the sand was soft against his skin. He remembered how excited you had been to see the famous beaches of Australia and you'd practically begged him to take you as soon as you'd settled into the hotel room. He remembers how quiet you'd gotten when you arrived at the beach and you'd finally got your first taste of the ocean breeze, how your eyes were trained on the waves and the horizon.

Calum took many pictures on that trip, pictures of the view from the ocean so he could show you whenever you felt down. He took pictures of the food you both ate, of the good plates, and the more questionable midnight snacks you'd find yourself eating. But Calum's favorite picture was one of you laying on the Sydney beach, the sun shining down on you while your head was in his lap. He'd kept that picture close to his heart, making sure he reminded you that you could always go visit the beach and stare at the ocean whenever you wanted to.

The first time you and Calum got drunk together, it had been an accident. A night out to dinner with the band had led to both of you drinking way too many glasses of wine from the Italian restaurant that Ashton had raved about for more than a month before the guys all decided to make a night out of it. The pasta had been very cheesy and the wine had been strong, which had led to both of you leaning into the other as you walked down the cobblestone streets of the little plaza.

You were leaning against the wall, watching as Calum took a pull of the cigarette he had lit a few minutes ago. His head was tilted back as he let the puff of smoke leave his lips.

"I'm drunk." he mumbled quietly, his words slurred and his chest rumbling with laughter, "Don't think I've ever gotten this drunk this fast, Whatever they put in that wine, oof." he chuckled and nodded, holding out the cigarette to her.

"Mm, it was definitely a strong one." you chuckled, taking the cigarette from his hands and taking a pull, feeling the burn in your lungs as you exhaled.

"I think I love you," he whispered as you both stood next to each other in silence. "I have for a while."

"I think I love you too."

Calum always felt happy when he was around you. He could be himself, not the Calum Hood that was known for being a musician and a heartbreaker. He could be the Calum he always was when he was by himself. That night, after he'd told you that he loved you and you’d said it back, things had changed. Calum wasn't afraid to be that person he had been hiding away for so long. He wasn't afraid to just show up in the same hoodie he'd worn for three days in a row because he knew you'd still love him.

He'd mentioned it to you, on a day where you were both tangled in the bedsheets and his curls were stuck to his forehead while your hair was sprawled out over his chest. How happy he felt with you, that he'd never been as happy before then he was with you. You had smiled up at him, pressing a kiss on to his collarbone tattoo. "Yeah? Well, I'm always pretty happy when I'm just here with you."

Calum loved making love to you. He loved how he felt close to you whenever he had you under him or on top of him. He loved how you squirmed under his touch while his hands held your waist tight to the end of the bed. Making love to you was different than the casual sex you two were usually having. It was soft kisses and hips meeting in the bed that you both had shared many times before. It was soft grunts and whines that left both of you as you chased a high. He loved the little noises you would make as their hips met. Calum loved how at the end of every night he would end up tangled in your arms, chest heaving, and kisses being left on his skin.

"Do you think this feeling will ever go away?" you asked him one night, your hands running through the curls that you had been pulling not too long ago.

"Hmm?" he asked softly, "I hope so. I love being in love with you." he chuckled, his lips leaving a trail of kisses from your shoulder until they met yours, your legs pulling him closer for the long night you had both been craving.

Sometimes when Calum got lost in his head, with thoughts of what his future would look like, he realized just how easy it would be to lose you. All the moments he'd come up with, a house with a big yard for dogs, a car big enough to hold a stroller and car seats, and even just two rocking chairs on a porch where you could both sit and enjoy the Australian summer. Those could easily be lost, with mistakes and fights where Calum's emotions got the best of him, gone and never to become a reality.

He was lying in bed one night, far away from the home and from you, when his thoughts caused his heart to race. When he realized just how easily he could lose you and everything you two had built.

"I just don't understand how you could be so selfish, Calum?!" you groaned, your hands running through your hair for the tenth time in a matter of seconds, "How could you think you could make all these big decisions without thinking of me?"

"You're just being dramatic. It's part of my job, you knew this would be the case. You signed up for this!" Calum threw back, his own eyes rolling as he finished packing up his suitcase.

"You’re leaving for almost two years, Calum!" you shouted, tears pricking your eyes, "Did you even think about how that would affect me?" you asked and scoffed, "Of course you didn't, all you do is think about yourself."

Calum didn't know when things had gotten this bad, when the small little arguments turned into fights where he would end up at Ashton's house, trying his best to fall asleep on the leather couch. But he was tired of all the fighting, tired of all the insults thrown between the two of you. He thought that maybe if he just broke things off, that things would get better. But then there he was, watching you grab our bag and walk out the door and he never felt so scared in his life.

"Cal?" your voice whispered, bringing Calum back to reality one day, "Are you there, sweet boy?"

"Hmm? Yeah, sorry, just got lost in thought." Calum mumbled and chuckled quietly, "What were you saying again?"

"That's okay," you laughed and shook your head, "I was saying we should stop by that gelato place near our Airbnb, they had a lot of cool flavors."

Calum nodded, smiling as he watched you take a sip of the Italian wine you'd been nursing. The sun was setting behind you, making the perfect background of reds and oranges. The small getaway that Calum had planned for you both had been the perfect way to get some time together afterlife became too much and schedule conflicts meant you two hadn't seen much of the other person in a few weeks. It had also been your six-year anniversary, which meant each day of your trip was filled with little surprises from one another. Little moments where the love you had proved every bad thought Calum had wrong.

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Qualities And Attributes Desired In Aged Care Nurses

Nursing has always been a popular career option is Australia. After all, no matter the condition of the economy, being a nurse will make you a part of a workforce that will always require more people. You can always try to explore options for aged, disability or Acute Care Nursing in Sydney to enjoy a pretty stable and rewarding career. The former two domains are particularly perfect for individuals with high patience and compassion, who want to try out flexible job prospects.  

With the aging population across the world, the demand for Aged care nurses Sydney and other cities is pretty high. Hence, being an aged care nurse can go a long way in enabling people to build a lucrative future. To enjoy high success in this field and serve your patients competently, however, you need to have certain qualities and traits, such as:

Care and compassion: Aged care nurses need to have a caring attitude, and try to be compassionate and emphatic in their approach. They must balance between being sensitive, and firmly handle the well-being of the patients. For example, even if a patient with dementia is in pain, they may make it difficult to care for them. Nurses must not take such behavior personally, and try their best to make the patients feel at ease and care for them appropriately.

Respectful: Each and every person deserves kindness and respect. However, it usually is deeply ingrained in people to respect the ones elder to them. Many aged individuals feel lonely or have a limited support system. Aged care curses are usually on the front line of their compassionate care. Being respectful and taking time to listen to their concerns will make the patients feel valued, and have a positive influence on their mental health.

Sensitivity: Aged individuals are likely to feel vulnerable, especially when they have memories fade away or have to change their lifestyle due to deteriorating health conditions. Aged care nurses have to keep these factors in mind, and support their patients in a sensitive manner.

 Aged care nurses typically enjoy a good level of job flexibility. They might work at a hospital, at an old age home or even cater to patients at their home itself. The popularity of Home care nurses Sydney has considerably surged up over the years, especially when it comes to aged care. 

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