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:) I'm quite pleased with myself.
Yesterdays lab went fairly well. half of the class was late, and they were beign stupid and loud while the ones who bothered to show up on time were writing our tests. After the tests, we went into the lab and practised bedmaking until Tracy called us back into the classroom. This time, only one student failed the exam. I got 98% :) Then, she got angry at us, and I can't say I blame her. A few of the girls there are quite rude. Not in what they say, but body language wise, they're not very cool. Tracy explained that this class is not a joke, and that she expects us to study and stuff. Then she handed back our charting assignments which everyone has to re-do except me because I followed the instructions. Then she announced she cut our lunch hour short, and that we had to go for a "charting lesson" with the other teacher Jamie. I was not happy, because I know how to chart, dammit. I had 3 mistakes in mine.
After lunch we did bedbaths, watched videos on stoma care, and learned how to put on condom catheters, how to connect the tubing and stuff. Bedbaths were not so much fun to have done to me. I'm incredibly tickleish, and when she was washing my leg, it was horrible. The worst part was when she washed my feet, I didn't let her do my right foot. Then when she was dressing me, the way you dress a person is you put your arm in the pantleg, grab their toes, and pull the pantleg off your arm. That was NOT fun, I was laughing and squirming. Tracy said "what happens if you break your arms and someone has to dress you" and I explained to her about my physio that I had to go to a couple years ago when I screwed up my ankle. Jodi, my PT would put my foot up against the wall and massage the edema out of the ankle. I would lay there and laugh because there was nothing else I could do. People would peek their heads into the curtain and ask if everything was okay. It was incredibly weird.
Stomas still freak me out a little. I'm not sure how comfortable I will be around them. I did the appliance change properly on Kelly (the dummy) and his condom catheter went on nicely, although there was a kink in the tubing. We did mouth care too, and had to have our mouths swabbed with glycerine swabs that tasted the way that furniture polish smells. Not so fun.
My next lab is CPR and First Aid which we are signed up for because we are in the CNA course. If they dont' have a separate class for us, if we're just put into a class with the general public, there's a fair chance I'll be in the same class for the CPR as my sister's boyfriend. Weirdness. So, two labs next week, one on tues, one on thurs. I have a charting assignment due, but htere's only 4 modules due for Thursday's exam. Kind of nice :)
I'm in a good place right now. School is well, I'm generally happy, I'm not treating myself too badly, and I believe I am becoming more confidant. I think things are well in all aspects of my life whether it be relationships with others such as friends and family, or relationships with fellow employees, or relationships with classmates which are slowly getting better. I can talk about my feelings more readliy, and although I feel stupid or silly when I do, I am trying to get rid of that.
Yesterdays lab went fairly well. half of the class was late, and they were beign stupid and loud while the ones who bothered to show up on time were writing our tests. After the tests, we went into the lab and practised bedmaking until Tracy called us back into the classroom. This time, only one student failed the exam. I got 98% :) Then, she got angry at us, and I can't say I blame her. A few of the girls there are quite rude. Not in what they say, but body language wise, they're not very cool. Tracy explained that this class is not a joke, and that she expects us to study and stuff. Then she handed back our charting assignments which everyone has to re-do except me because I followed the instructions. Then she announced she cut our lunch hour short, and that we had to go for a "charting lesson" with the other teacher Jamie. I was not happy, because I know how to chart, dammit. I had 3 mistakes in mine.
After lunch we did bedbaths, watched videos on stoma care, and learned how to put on condom catheters, how to connect the tubing and stuff. Bedbaths were not so much fun to have done to me. I'm incredibly tickleish, and when she was washing my leg, it was horrible. The worst part was when she washed my feet, I didn't let her do my right foot. Then when she was dressing me, the way you dress a person is you put your arm in the pantleg, grab their toes, and pull the pantleg off your arm. That was NOT fun, I was laughing and squirming. Tracy said "what happens if you break your arms and someone has to dress you" and I explained to her about my physio that I had to go to a couple years ago when I screwed up my ankle. Jodi, my PT would put my foot up against the wall and massage the edema out of the ankle. I would lay there and laugh because there was nothing else I could do. People would peek their heads into the curtain and ask if everything was okay. It was incredibly weird.
Stomas still freak me out a little. I'm not sure how comfortable I will be around them. I did the appliance change properly on Kelly (the dummy) and his condom catheter went on nicely, although there was a kink in the tubing. We did mouth care too, and had to have our mouths swabbed with glycerine swabs that tasted the way that furniture polish smells. Not so fun.
My next lab is CPR and First Aid which we are signed up for because we are in the CNA course. If they dont' have a separate class for us, if we're just put into a class with the general public, there's a fair chance I'll be in the same class for the CPR as my sister's boyfriend. Weirdness. So, two labs next week, one on tues, one on thurs. I have a charting assignment due, but htere's only 4 modules due for Thursday's exam. Kind of nice :)
I'm in a good place right now. School is well, I'm generally happy, I'm not treating myself too badly, and I believe I am becoming more confidant. I think things are well in all aspects of my life whether it be relationships with others such as friends and family, or relationships with fellow employees, or relationships with classmates which are slowly getting better. I can talk about my feelings more readliy, and although I feel stupid or silly when I do, I am trying to get rid of that.