Being "Mom"

Since there has been no callbacks on the job interviews, I'm gonna go back a few years and talk about some times working as a CNA (Certified Nurses Assistant for those of you who are wondering).

One of my very first assignments was to Mr. T. Mr. T was a very tall but skinny man who had Alzheimer's and never slept for more than an hour at a time. Ever. He also had no respect for those of us trying to take care of him, because he always believed us to be "out to get him with our devilish ways". As the new kid, since I was shy and didn't really know the other co-workers very well, I always got stuck setting with Mr. T to keep him quiet. Eventually, Mr. T began to trust me, and began to call for me constantly. What did he call me? Mom.

If I wasn't within seeing difference of this partially blind demented man at all hours, he would continuously yell for his mother. If yelling for me didn't work, then he quickly figured out that yelling "help" could possibly do the trick.

At one point, I got the opportunity to talk to a relative of Mr. T's. And she did inform me that just like his mother, I was short, pale, had long brown hair and brown eyes.

After being off for a few days, I returned to find my "son" very agitated. He wanted to know how I could just run off and leave him all alone for days. He wanted to know why I never heard him calling, and why I never came to check on him. It broke my heart. I apologized for my actions, and after a few minutes, all was forgotten to him.

Flash forward to today: I was at the store a few miles from my house grabbing a few things. Since it's a holiday weekend, and I live in a VERY touristy area, the place was packed. As I'm daydreaming in the checkout I feel a quick tug on my shorts as a little kid starts screaming "Mommy, why did you run away? I have been outside yelling for you, I was so scared!" only to realize that I wasn't his mother.

After locating the frantic mother and returning the child, I decided that I'm gonna dye my hair a crazy color so maybe I won't be considered everyone's "Mom".

Today in the mail

I finally got my temporary permit! So now when I get a call back (if I ever do), I can start working! It's not a major deal, but it is a small glimmer of hope, seeing as I am yet to get a paycheck this year, and it's killing me.

Sometimes, people do tell the truth...

When I worked as a CNA, we had a patient that was, well, interesting to say the least. He was also a pervert, but that's not where I'm going with this story.

I worked mostly evenings and nights, and would get some down time to spend with the patients before bed. This man was someone that I didn't particularly like to spend time with, but because he needed "extra care" before bed, I got to spend some time talking to him.

This man was rather large- 300 pounds, and about 5'5. He also came in with minimal hygiene, and as I previously said, liked to hit on the teenage and younger females who worked. He also liked to tell stories about his wife and girlfriend. He would always say he was worried when his girlfriend visited that his wife would also walk in and catch the two of them together.

I found it hard to believe that this man had  one woman interested in him, let alone two. But since he had kids, I knew there was at least one woman. The last story he told me, was about how his girlfriend ran away to Florida to get herself a new man. He had left everything behind to go get her back, and that's why he was back in the hospital- he didn't have any of his meds for a while.

Today, I found that he has passed on from this life. And he also had a girlfriend. She happens to be the grandmother to one of my friends.

However, he had no reason to worry about his wife walking in, she has been dead since the 80's.

I really want to ask my friend if his grandmother went to Florida...

Good day

The hospital that I used to work for that treated me like shit, and attempted to screw me over as much as possible for the past 4 years called. They have a job offering.

At this point, you are probably thinking "that can't be possible. Just last week they said there would be no job openings in the foreseeable future". And dear reader, you would be right.

But sometimes, Karma wins.

The job is a full time RN position on the floor I have worked on for the past 4 years. It's also nights, which makes me happy because it is never a good day when I have to get up at 5.

Then I come home to find a message on my answering home. The nursing home up the road wants me to come in for an interview sometime for a PRN position (that's an "as needed" position for all you non-medical readers out there).

It's been a good day indeed. :)

bad news

The hospital where I worked at for 3 years as a CNA called today. They got my job application, and wanted to let me know that they aren't hiring right now, but they will keep my application for 90 days.

Seriously?

You leave me a voicemail with bad news like that?

Just be like everywhere else and don't bother calling. It makes the rejection process much simpler.

Good news has to come eventually.

I'm done!

With school that is... Friday night was my pinning ceremony, and yesterday was graduation. I survived one of the hardest things ever, I did it in 4 years, I managed a 3.0 g.p.a, and I still have some sanity left. Today I am exhausted from everything, and I just want to sleep.

1 step closer! And a small rant