Friday, December 02, 2005
well my mood changed in an instant. i can't stand it when that happens. the cat jumped up on the keyboard one too many times and i shooed her off and belted myself in the eye. totally frustrated. the cat just wanted attention (actually, it turned out she wanted some more cream). i wouldn't normally admit to punching myself in the eye but i've kind of gotten to the point where i don't care what people think anymore. well, there are a few people, but not the majority. everyone's going through a hard time in some way or another. i wish that i could help, but i can't even help myself.
now's the time that i should get on the exercise bicycle. with all of this negative energy. but do I? no, of course not.
reading chatty's blog from yesterday reminded me of something. she was talking about how her sister has down's syndrome. and i thought of my first job. cleaning in a nursing home. sometimes i had to do the peds ward and i just couldn't take it. all of these poor children. one with an enormous head that she kept banging against the slats of the crib. and an older patient, whom they put in a room all by himself when he was out of control. they could see in but he couldn't see out. watching him go through fits of intense anger....the whole job was depressing. which was the last thing i needed. i tried to stick it out but ended up quitting. there was this one guy there who was always in a geri-chair who played with this little rubber lizard. but he'd grab your ass if you gave him half a chance. and there was this woman, who, if you got too close would just slug you. or she'd grab hold of your mop and try to hit you with it. yep, it was very depressing. not a good first job.
Posted by Lisa ::
3:36 PM ::
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