Suspended

So yesterday after church I notice that I have a voice message. It was the scheduler from work telling me that I needed to call the administrator. So I called him and he told me that he needed to talk to me before I could work the floor. I knew that after the incident last week things would have to be investigated. But I had no idea that I would be pulled from the floor. So I got a extra day off. When I went in I had to tell him why I thought she would accuse me of neglect and abuse. I told them that the neglect was bunk because the resident in question was turned when they were supposed to be and I always always always had someone come and help me because of this persons pain. You would barely touch them and they would cry out in agony. Plus they were required to have two people reposition them. As for the abuse accusation this resident was hard of hearing and you would have to talk loudly for them to hear. The snotty nurse knows that it was me who turned her into the State Board of Nursing for almost giving a resident, who was not hers by the way, the wrong meds. That resident was my aunt and when I told my mom and other Aunt about it, they are my aunt and grandma's POA's, they wanted to know who they could report it to. I told them and they both asked me to report it since I knew what to do. The administrator and director of nursing are going to talk to others that I work with. So hopefully I will be able to go back to work on Thursday like scheduled. My mom called me this morning to see how I was doing and if I slept well. I am fine and I slept really good because I did nothing wrong.

Tomorrow I am spending the day at my dad's house going through some stuff like toys and stuff that we had left there. He has moved his wedding up to May 15th. I asked him why and he said why wait. So he is wanting to get rid of some of the stuff in the basement that is mine and my brothers. So i am borrowing my brothers truck and going.

On Wednesday I have a interview at Apple One in Greeley to get set up with them. I really hope that I will be able to find a new job fairly soon because I really need to. My health depends on it.

Whoa!!!

So first let me preface this by saying that any "BEEP" used in this story is the "F" word. No other swear word was used at any time unless I tell ya. So here we go.


Yesterday at work was a pain in the bum to begin with because working with only three CNA's with around 57-60 residents is a trial in its self. At the end of the day I was sitting up at the nurses station getting ready to give report to my relief when all of the sudden the snotty nurse comes around the corner, trips on some boxes, spills her soda EVERYWHERE and she yells really loudly, "I want these BEEPING boxes moved now!" Me being the nice person I can be asked of she was ok. She stomped off in search of something. We all thought she was going to go get some towels to clean up her mess. Nope we ended up having a housekeeper who was luckily close by give us her mop to clean it up. We moved the boxes and all was well. NOT!! Snotty came back and started to yell some more only this time it wasn't at what she was mad at. I was still giving report. I was sitting behind the desk in a chair and she pushed the chair tried to tip me out of it and said, "Get up we are getting ready to give report." My response was ," I am giving report." Her reply was, "Shut the BEEP up!" I stood up and tried to continue with what I was doing thinking that all was said and done. No chance of that, she continued right on saying that I was a worthless BEEPING CNA, I never did my BEEPING job, I shouldn't even be BEEPING working here, and the last straw was, you are a BEEPING abuser. What the crap. I just let her vent. I then told her politely that she was acting unprofessional and inappropriate. Oh there were tons of witnesses. The four CNA's coming on shift, the three that were leaving after report was given, my nurse, therapy department manager, residents, family members of some residents, and the best was a new admit and his wife. He had only been there for less then an hour. Anywho on with the story. At this time myself and three other CNA's went in search of the Director of Nursing to report this incident. When we found her and told her what had happened she made the comment that she might be working the floor. She called snotty nurse and my nurse into her office and they were in there a good 10-15 minutes. When snotty nurse came out she was crying. She grabbed her purse and as she walked passed me she called me a BEEPING witch with a "B" she then proceeded to yell that she didn't know why she was losing her BEEPING job over some BEEPING stupid boxes when I was still there and I BEEPING abuse residents. Well first off lady you lost your job because you haven't used a toilet brush in your mouth for a very long time and it needs to desperately be cleaned out with soap, secondly you verbally attacked someone (me), and made false claims. Then she said, "No one BEEPING likes you." Like I care if anyone likes me, yes it is nice and easier on the job if people like me but I can get along on my own. Two of the CNA's told her not to speak for them. She then said, " You don't BEEPING work with her." At this point the DON had to escort her out of the facility. After everything was done and report was finally finished it was 2:40pm 40 minutes past the end of my shift. A few of the CNA's were amazed at how I kept my cool. I never once raised my voice, I never struck back at her with hurtful things, nothing. I just stood there and let her dig her own grave. I guess it comes from years of verbal abuse from my father. I got stronger and stronger and could stay calm and not let it bother me. A couple of them said that if she said those things to them they would have punched her. I know I could have taken her but the women has close to 300 pounds on me so I feared a a little for my safety but then again I am younger and faster. I did feel bad for her later on in the evening but then I thought, " No she needs to pay the consequences of her actions."

When I got to work this morning I had to write up a grievance report and then my nurse and I had to talk to the administrator about the whole thing. He wanted me to tell him exactly what happened. With all the cussing I asked if he wanted word for word of if he wanted me to clean it up a little. He said word for word. Luckily my nurse knew how uncomfortable I was about saying that word she would say it for me. Snotty nurse came in to talk to the administrator about getting her job back. No way in hades lady. Later we found out that snotty nurse is bipolar. Yeah like we need a nurse who has that, she is obviously off her meds and off her rocker. It is bad enough we have residents that have that but to have a nurse with it. Let me just say that I felt even dirtier after work yesterday then I ever have in the two years I have been there. And that is bad considering I come home most days with something on my scrubs.

What a rush

So last night was the first performance of Savior of the World. It was such a blast. I mean running through it in rehearsals is nothing compared to performing in front of a live audience. Everything seemed to run smoothly but with a few little bumps. Hopefully those will be fixed for tonight. We finally got to see the second act and holy cow was it awesome. It had me in tears.


Yesterday afternoon I had to meet my mom at the park and ride because she was coming straight from work well I ran out of time to do my hair at home so I left the curlers in my hair and went on my way. Well when I pulled into the parking spot I looked around and across from me was a great looking guy. Here I am make up on almost as bad as a two bit hussy and in curlers no less. I tried to get a picture to send to some girlies that I was texting but I couldn't quite get it without making it obvious. So needless to say it was almost as bad as the whole phone going off in Wal-Mart with the ringtone set as, "Someday my Prince will come."

To top off the day as I was blowdrying my hair all of the sudden sparks literally flew out of the dryer. In lightening speed I turned it off, dropped it on the floor and ran to the mirror to see if any hair had been singed. Lucky for me everything was fine. I am now a proud owner of a brand spanking new blowdryer.

What next

So this weekend was beyond crazy. Friday I had to work and then I had to scream home, shower and out on my chorale dress and be ready to meet the carpool at 4:30 to drive down to Arvada. That wasn't the crazy day. Saturday was. Since I am in the Savior of the World production we have been having rehearsals every Saturday morning since January. Well Saturday we had to be there at 8:45am to run through the scene I am in. (my mom is also in the production and in the same scene) After that they had a meeting that lasted a while so we didn't get back home until about 1:30. We then raced to Wal-Mart got our shopping done, then raced home to change and get cute for the concert in Castlerock. We had to meet the carpool at 4:15pm. I rode down with curlers still in my hair. Talk about a crazy day. Then yesterday I had to be to church early to run through a song that a group of us is singing Easter Sunday. After church was the potluck. I was going to go home and take a nap afterwards but wasn't tired. Stupid me answered my phone when it rang only to find out that my father woke up to a brand new day. Last time I talked to him he was yelling at me over the phone and remembering that I didn't have to listen to him I hung up on him. Good call. Well he wanted me to ask my mom to call him, like that is going to happen EVER, he wanted to ask her if she would agree to a sealing cancellation. WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!! He said he had her number but he didn't know where it was. Yeah right you know exactly where that number is. You just wanted me to tell you that she got the number changed because you were harrassing her. JERK!!! I told him I would give her the message. I then went to my mom's room and relayed the message. She just layed there. Trying her hardest not to cry. When I asked her what she thought all she said was that if she agreed she wouldn't be sealed to anyone because the children stay sealed to the priesthood holder. She would have no one. I didn't know any different so I had no idea. All I knew is that I didn't want to be sealed just to him. If that was the case I would see what could be done. I am not a fan of being sealed to someone who would lie, cheat, steal, munipulate for all eternity. So it was a really rough night. Neither of us slept worth a darn. (not good considering the week we are going to have with the production performances and extra rehearsals) She is trying to get a hold of someone who can tell her what happens. I decided that I would get on lds.org and see if there was anything on there. I found an article that said that the children are sealed to both parents even if there is a sealing cancellation between them. I just hope that that is the information she recieves from the stake president. It will be hard living the rest of my life if I knew I would lose my mother for eternity. I couldn't handle that.

Oh freak NO!!!!!!!!!!!

Since I grew up in Loveland there has been a family of all boys. They are members and they are just plain weird. The oldest is a few years older then me but has been a constant stalker. He dated one of my friends in Jr High (he was already in high school), knocked her up and left. Just what every girl in eighth grade wants to be, a pre-teen mother. Anyway my friend kept the baby and now he has custody of her. I think she might be of age now so I don't know where she is. Anywho, Every activity I went to in Fort Collins, every dance even in high school he was there. Following me around. Enough is enough!!! I go and open my e-mail and right there is a message saying that he added me as a friend on facebook. My first response was, "OH HELL NO!!!!!!!!!!" I am glad that I can ignore his request. ( I will brush my mouth out with soap later) He thinks I like him and that if he stalks me enough I will give in and go out with him. I will go out with ANYONE but HIM!!! Short, fat, tall, skinny. Just not him. I have no problems saying no to him. There is no guilt. Trust me he has asked and I have replied guilt free.