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endings and beginnings

Lost a resident this morning.  She was on the assisted living side, so I didn't know her all that well.  I do know she always took lunch in her room, and loved margarine with her crackers when we served soup.  Reminded me of Granma.  (Is there going to be something in every single resident that reminds me of my grandparents?  Don't answer that)

Angela and I went to make the deceased presentable for the family.  I hadn't realized I did it (or, rather, that it was noticible), but she said "Now what is all that hand jive you do when we come to clean a body?"

I went to the window.  "It's a sign of the cross.    It's respect for the dead.  And...I consider a sort of self blessing and maybe a prayer, that I do right by them."

"And then you go straight to that window so their soul can fly free.  At least you got the bases covered."

This is the third time Angela and I have done this.  For as flip as she is, she approaches it  in the same way I do.  It's  a sacrament.  It's a sacred trust.  In many ways, it's a gift.  A messy, frequently disgusting gift, but a gift nonetheless.

We were there when the family arrived, made our apologies, said a few memories (I mentioned the margarine and crackers.  Her daughter smiled).  As we were taking our leave, Angela said "Oh, do you want us to get her diapering supplies out for y'all?  We could really use them in back and that's one less thing y'all would have to deal with."

She went to get the hand truck while I thanked them profusely, cringing inside but not surprised because...well, she's Angela.

And this is why we work so well together.

So we came back with a TON of supplies.  Angel (yes, the staff in MC was Angela, Angel, Alicia, and Ali.  Not confusing at all.  Although Angela has cut through some of that confusion by referring to Ali as "the dipshit newhire boy who ain't gonna last a week."  So that helps) took one look, shook her head, and said "Do I even want to ask?"

I said "To put it in gamer terms, Angela looted the body."  Which earned me a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"I'm not even sure what that means, but I am pretty sure it was really fucking rude in geektard-speak."

(Real charmer, that Angela.  And yet she'll split her last cigarette with a resident who is out.  If she thinks no one is looking).

We divided everything up into three piles, which really confused Angel.  So we explained The System (tm):  we have hiding places we both know about, and one each that only one of us knows.  That way if The Enemy (read: second and third shifts) breaks one of us, we won't give away ALL the state secrets.  ;)

Yeah, Happy Acres is an interesting place to work.

As far as beginnings go, I got tapped to start med tech training last week.  It's just 47 modules I can do online in my copious free time (read: from home on my days off.  But I *do* get paid for it if I log my time.  Hey, that means I can do it with Food Network in the background, wearing my jammies if that's what I want).  I haven't had a chance to even START.

Our med tech never showed today, so Angel got called in on her day off.  She never works cart in MC, so to say she was displeased is a huge understatement.  So she decided today ws my day to start hands on training, computer modules be damned.

Long story short, I administered my first insulin shot today, and DIDN'T PASS OUT!  Go, me!  That was the one thing that has kept me from really persuing this seriously, and I did it!

I got this.  Wow.  :)

And now, off to reward myself with a glass of wine and the Tonys.

Two more days, then my day off.  Whee!


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Jun. 12th, 2017 03:14 am (UTC)
yes you are. always going to be reminded. because you care.

not sure you should be doing anything med related until you're certified. lawsuit lawsuit lawsuit.
Jun. 12th, 2017 03:19 am (UTC)
The hands on is part of the certification process, so I'm good.
Jun. 12th, 2017 09:07 am (UTC)
I'm sorry to hear that you all lost a resident. I get sad when my dad talks about losing his client (or patient?). My dad is a medic transport. He doesn't drive an ambulance. He basically drives people from hospital to hospital if it's a non-emergency, from the senior home or their own home to a doctor's appointment...that kind of thing. He mostly loses clients that needed dialysis (or however you spell it)

Edited at 2017-06-12 09:08 am (UTC)
Jun. 12th, 2017 11:12 am (UTC)
Wow, what a day. I am glad there are people like you in the world who can do things like this, so necessary, and yet so impossible for many of us. Thank you. I hope you enjoyed your wine.
Jun. 12th, 2017 02:33 pm (UTC)

Poor you. That's the part I wouldn't be able to deal with, but I'm sue you can learn that as well...

Jun. 12th, 2017 04:44 pm (UTC)
You are a much stronger soul than I, I'd cry all of the time at that job.
Jun. 12th, 2017 07:46 pm (UTC)

You're really learning your way around the new working environment. The progress that you've made is wonderful news.

Getting paid work at home sounds awesome =)

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