Okay.. well.. it begins.. so i left the house kind of late.. oops.. and then completely passed the Dunmore exit, so passed FLEX (Fuck!!!) because i was attempting to txt and drive .. (yeah.. i know i am a genius) so the next exit is Dixon City/ Main Ave. so i called Michael, he had nooooo idea how to get back towards Marywood.. so then i called Angel.. she said i was totally insane, made fun of me, then got me to where i needed to go... (well her roommate did) i filled out all the stupid paperwork and headed up to Gouldsboro.. and what a time i had when i got there.. lots of work to get done.. and you know what? i am falling asleep.. so i am going to have to finish this story tomorrow.. sorry..
okay.. to finish this story.. the 3-11 shift gets to deal with showers, which in my experience is the opposite of what i am used to (usually its the 9-5 shift) and that is a barrel of monkeys, they each have such unique personalities, people who don't work with them don't understand. MR's are fascinating, they are so very smart and they amaze you at every turn they find new and inventive ways to get around their disability and accomplish things that they want. They are determined and driven, it really is quite inspirational. K likes her showers but really really wants to go to bed after, and we can't let her because she gets her meds at 8, so she gets really agitated before then, it didn't help that the other girl i was working with dropped her on the floor.. well not really dropped so much as she slipped and the girl couldn't catch her (i am still trying to figure out why an incident report was not filled out) so she was extremely agitated last night, i got her dressed after and got her back outside and she refused to let go of me, and i mean death grip, painful to get out of death grip, once you finally have get your hand free she grips with the other hand, it got so bad she started digging her nails into my arm, and i mean hard! it was a bit disconcerting, but, she didn't want me to leave. There were no mishaps with the other two. My favorite guy J was "playing" his guitar all night, he doesn't actually play he just thinks he does, i am going to take some one on one time with him and try to teach him some simple piano songs, well see how that goes, but he is very interested in music (damnit dan.. you are rubbing off on me!! look at all the commas!!!) J didn't want to go to bed with the rest of them so he stayed up till i left and sat with me while i was looking over the files and doing some paperwork, he kept telling me my car was blue (and it is) he still hasn't quite figured out what he is going to call me, but he followed me around all night and wanted to show me everything he could. must have told me upwards of a hundred times that he loved me. which was really sweet. I dunno.. there is really not much more i can say.. (damn HIPPA) but it was a good day, off to a good start and good to be back. i am quite happy.. just exhausted and my feet are killing me.. lol