It’s A Cold Beer Kind Of A Night
It is dreary and raining and getting cold outside. We had thunderstorms this afternoon. Yes, here in an area where white Christmas does happen, we had thunderstorms today. Frankly I am not a fan of snow but I’m all over it on Christmas morning, bring it. But keep the thunderstorms, too out of context in December.
I apologize for my absence this past week, especially to those followers who have gotten used to daily posts from my corner of the world. Last Monday I went back to school to get my STNA certification (State Tested Nurse Aide). In class all day, homework and study at night, tests the next morning. Such has been my life since. Over the weekend I took a break and spent Friday night watching my granddaughter and I slept in on Saturday and Sunday morning. I know I know, I should have been in church Sunday but I was beyond exhausted. I’m pretty certain the Lord understands I was fried and needed the rest.
If I had taken the class at Cincinnati State it is like an 8 week course. I’m not sure why, as it is 75 hours of training that includes 2 days of clinical, so 8 weeks seems a bit excessive. But I will say 2 weeks really crams the material in fast.
I’ve never had some dream of doing this, in fact I have never really had any desire to be involved in the medical field in any capacity. 28 years of administrative and office management most of which was in an IT department, then 2 years of childcare and Avon, but never anything like this. I was drawn to it when I visited the nursing home my sister works in, and when I talked about volunteering there she told me to go get certified and get paid to do the work. Especially as volunteers cannot do the things I will be able to do to care for the residents. And the more I learn the more I am drawn to this career. I’m already looking at several other certifications that would expand the role I can play in caring for the elderly.
So that is where I have been. I miss writing as it is my therapy, and miss all the memes and hops, but I will be back to those soon. Friday is the final exam and I’ll be back here Friday afternoon for the Friday Confessional.
Meanwhile, I’m having a blast in school. I LOVE to learn new things, and I’m in a class of only 5 students and we have a great chemistry. Last week at lunch we took Scary Mary, the mannequin we practice on, and had some fun with her. She is scary because well she just looks freaky. And her boobs come off, so you can put man boobs on her and a penis. Her eyes are creepy and more than one of us has walked through the door into the practice/skill room toward the restroom and jumped because there she is in the bed being all low budget horror movie like. I’m probably scarred for life and will have nightmares about her. The photo is Scary Mary at the instructor’s desk. She has also been on the toilet, and I hope it scared the crap out of a weekend student. Cruel, I know, but I’m all about sharing the love in this case.
Anyway, so here I am now, waiting on the dryer to finish up, sipping a cold beer, on a cold, rainy night, longing to crawl in to my bed. I have to be up before the angels in the morning to head to my first day of clinical at the nursing home. I’ll be catching up on my grown up Christmas list posts over the weekend too. But for now, I think I’ll play on Farmville2 until the dryer is done, then it is off to bed for me.