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Okay so I have to work at the ungodly hour of 6am this weekend... but today rocked so hard it wasn't even funny. I think it's because it was in a different part of the terrace, not the skilled portion, and I was so incredibly busy all shift I didn't have a single moment to think about being tired or anything. And time went by soooo fast. I don't mind working mornings in there. But I do take about a 75 cent paycut because it's not considered skilled. Okay lately, Terrace A (where I primarily am) has been a mix of skilled and unskilled. We have many total cares in there. A lot of my coworkers think we should be getting the same pay as skilled because of the amount of time consuming residents we have now... I think the number of total cares is up to 7 now, and I know it doesn't sound that bad... but consider:
There are 24 rooms on the first floor. 17 out of those 24 need assistance with medication, so I'm passing out 17 peoples' meds (duh).
There are 4 skin treatments to be done.
5 people have ted hose on (any CNA knows those are A BITCH to put on)
At any given moment, at least 1 person has pushed their panic button (similar to a call light these days)
At least 2 people are incontinent (have dirty depends that need to be changed)
And there are 7 total cares (we have to do everything... dressing, washing, set up oral cares, etc...)
That's just before breakfast.
I also have to do at least 1 set of vitals.
Second shift is a little more lax before supper, but Lord help us afterwards. Add two baths to the mix above. Not to mention laundry! Augh!
I don't like to bitch, because I really don't mind doing it... it's just that I'm busier in the unskilled portion of the facility than I am in the skilled on any given day. And you get paid less in the unskilled.
But it's still the best place I've ever worked, and if that's all I have to complain about, it's not so bad. Just frustrating sometimes. You get over it.
Talked to Rosa today... looks like I'll actually have company at the laundry mat today, as she has just as much freaking laundry as I do :). Thank God... because I can't stand being there. She's also going with me to find a dress/whatever for my dad's wedding... WHICH IS NEXT WEEKEND ALREADY. Jesus. I was hoping to lose another 20 pounds before the wedding, which would put me at 55 pounds... but I don't see that happening! Booo. I think I can get another 5 pounds off before the wedding... just means I have to workout like a motherfucker.
I can handle that.
Let's see... very interested to see how Jennifer sounds singing the song I have to accompany her on the piano for for my dad's wedding. My dad told me to learn the words just in case she flakes out and in all honesty I haven't even gotten close to doing that. I should get on that. Ugh.
I really need to clean. It's getting ridiculous in the apartment. I've been working pretty much non stop and I just don't want to deal with it when I get home. I'm doing that before I leave to do anything today or I'll go crazy.
Okay so I've been doing a little thinking and... a while ago I got Chris's "pardon" to be friends. It doesn't look like that's even going to be possible, for a few reasons. One: I doubt he'll be calling me, and I don't want to bother him with phone calls or anything. Two: I guess according to him he works all the time, as do I, so the likelihood of us getting together is shot. Three: I doubt Stefanie will be kosher with that. Four: I just get the feeling he doesn't give a single shit. And ya know... I'm tired of the bullshit. I've come to terms with the fact that he and I may very well never speak to each other again other than a bullshit cordial "hey how's it going?" if we randomly bump into each other at the gas station. It sucks, because out of all this, I was hoping we could at least still share a friendship together, because I think we complimented each other well. We have (maybe had now) a lot in common, but whatever. I don't feel like pushing anything anymore, and I'd rather nothing came out of this if it's not going to be genuine. So Chris, if you still read this, I hope you are truely happy and comfortable. I wish you the best of luck in life, and I hope life gives you all of its little pleasures as we all stumble aimlessly thorugh it. I hope you go far in life, and find what it is you're called for in this life to do. I hope you find God again. I hope you realize your true potential, and touch as many people as you can. I hope you don't lose your vision with helping people, and I hope you don't remain as calloused as you are now. I miss you a lot some days, and I want you to know that whenever you need me, I'm only a phone call away. If not, I'll try my best to keep my distance from you, and if you never talk to me again, that's okay too. I just want the best for you, and I hope that maybe someday, even if it's decades from now, everything will be okay and we can have coffee races again and talk about the universe. Whatever life holds, I'm patiently waiting the outcome.
Okay, my CD is done burning, and I really need to clean. Only a couple more days til my mini vacation! (AKA 5 days off in a row with a little Paid Time Off starting Wednesday :).)
GET OUT AND ENJOY THIS ABSOLUTELY INSANELY GORGEOUS WEATHER!
There are 24 rooms on the first floor. 17 out of those 24 need assistance with medication, so I'm passing out 17 peoples' meds (duh).
There are 4 skin treatments to be done.
5 people have ted hose on (any CNA knows those are A BITCH to put on)
At any given moment, at least 1 person has pushed their panic button (similar to a call light these days)
At least 2 people are incontinent (have dirty depends that need to be changed)
And there are 7 total cares (we have to do everything... dressing, washing, set up oral cares, etc...)
That's just before breakfast.
I also have to do at least 1 set of vitals.
Second shift is a little more lax before supper, but Lord help us afterwards. Add two baths to the mix above. Not to mention laundry! Augh!
I don't like to bitch, because I really don't mind doing it... it's just that I'm busier in the unskilled portion of the facility than I am in the skilled on any given day. And you get paid less in the unskilled.
But it's still the best place I've ever worked, and if that's all I have to complain about, it's not so bad. Just frustrating sometimes. You get over it.
Talked to Rosa today... looks like I'll actually have company at the laundry mat today, as she has just as much freaking laundry as I do :). Thank God... because I can't stand being there. She's also going with me to find a dress/whatever for my dad's wedding... WHICH IS NEXT WEEKEND ALREADY. Jesus. I was hoping to lose another 20 pounds before the wedding, which would put me at 55 pounds... but I don't see that happening! Booo. I think I can get another 5 pounds off before the wedding... just means I have to workout like a motherfucker.
I can handle that.
Let's see... very interested to see how Jennifer sounds singing the song I have to accompany her on the piano for for my dad's wedding. My dad told me to learn the words just in case she flakes out and in all honesty I haven't even gotten close to doing that. I should get on that. Ugh.
I really need to clean. It's getting ridiculous in the apartment. I've been working pretty much non stop and I just don't want to deal with it when I get home. I'm doing that before I leave to do anything today or I'll go crazy.
Okay so I've been doing a little thinking and... a while ago I got Chris's "pardon" to be friends. It doesn't look like that's even going to be possible, for a few reasons. One: I doubt he'll be calling me, and I don't want to bother him with phone calls or anything. Two: I guess according to him he works all the time, as do I, so the likelihood of us getting together is shot. Three: I doubt Stefanie will be kosher with that. Four: I just get the feeling he doesn't give a single shit. And ya know... I'm tired of the bullshit. I've come to terms with the fact that he and I may very well never speak to each other again other than a bullshit cordial "hey how's it going?" if we randomly bump into each other at the gas station. It sucks, because out of all this, I was hoping we could at least still share a friendship together, because I think we complimented each other well. We have (maybe had now) a lot in common, but whatever. I don't feel like pushing anything anymore, and I'd rather nothing came out of this if it's not going to be genuine. So Chris, if you still read this, I hope you are truely happy and comfortable. I wish you the best of luck in life, and I hope life gives you all of its little pleasures as we all stumble aimlessly thorugh it. I hope you go far in life, and find what it is you're called for in this life to do. I hope you find God again. I hope you realize your true potential, and touch as many people as you can. I hope you don't lose your vision with helping people, and I hope you don't remain as calloused as you are now. I miss you a lot some days, and I want you to know that whenever you need me, I'm only a phone call away. If not, I'll try my best to keep my distance from you, and if you never talk to me again, that's okay too. I just want the best for you, and I hope that maybe someday, even if it's decades from now, everything will be okay and we can have coffee races again and talk about the universe. Whatever life holds, I'm patiently waiting the outcome.
Okay, my CD is done burning, and I really need to clean. Only a couple more days til my mini vacation! (AKA 5 days off in a row with a little Paid Time Off starting Wednesday :).)
GET OUT AND ENJOY THIS ABSOLUTELY INSANELY GORGEOUS WEATHER!