No Martial Arts!

I had to attend training for my new job -- I work in a stand-alone (away from the main campus) lock down facility that is a psych hospital, where we were doing standard blocking and escorts yesterday. The instructor, a huge muscle-bound, yet light-hearted man, was explaining the basic moves in avoiding a straight-forward punch, a round house attack and an upper cut. When it came to my turn, my body reacted ... I've been in the mental health profession for nine years and in the first two years, I was constantly being hit cuz I didn't know. Even though I was taught as per company policy, all that goes out the window when you freeze in fear.

I froze a time or two, but I quickly learned after a few hard knocks. So in the class yesterday, my body instinctively reacted to the instructor's moves. He then said, "Hm, we have someone who knows what he's doing", telling the class.

:shock:

Well uh, yeah? Then I had to repeat the same blocking motions and a one-person escort carry on another student, an RN. I thought I did it with ease. She, said (we were in the middle of the room, demonstrating to the class), "My god! You're quick!"

Yeah ... my ego shot up exponentially yesterday. Even before then, I got the feeling that all the night shift RNs like me. As I was walking back to get my stuff after classs, another tech on floor asked, "Are you done with the in-service?" I told her I was, and made tried to be facetious when I said, "The instructor said I failed cuz he said I was using martial arts". She just laughed and said, "Don't mind him. We need you on the team."

I felt appreciated.

Body Aches

I think I might have pseudo-gout. Pain in the elbow joint of my right arm. Sometimes I feel like cutting the arm off. Might hurt a wee bit. Or getting an 18 gauge syringe and busting the synovial fluid pressure in my joint. SOMETHING. I can deal with the pain. I don't care for pain killers or pain pills. Ibuprophen is good enough. Maybe if I just think of myself in the Himalayas, freezing my ass off, not thinking about the pain.

Yeah. That's the ticket.

10/10/10

My butt hurts the longer I sit on this little black stool.

Otherwise, I don't have anything important or life-threatening to blog about.

Wait, I did link my R-rated, explicitly obscene, disgusting and sick, sadistic mind candy called my wordpress blog to my facebook account. In doing so, the site got over 450 hits in less than a half hour. I immediately unlinked it ... cuz it might prove disastrous. Don't want my family reading my mischief.

Andrea

I have this friend that I miss more than others. Andrea. She's a cattle rancher who works with her Dad in Washington but also have lots of land in Idaho. This morning she text me that she was going to build more fence in Weippe. Last time I saw her, she had scars up and down her arms from fence building. She's a rugged farm girl with all heart; maybe that's why I miss her so much.

Hmm. I get sentimental sometimes. After I'm done with nursing school, I plan to go see her again. That's the current state of affairs anyway.

Ur Mom Blows

I really HATE updating my resume. I spent almost all day; off and on, writing and rewriting it over. I just finished thirty minutes ago. I'm calling it a night. And I still have to get a job!

On top of that, I'm usually NOT up this late, but since I had to get my resume down for beating feet tomorrow, I might as well stay up and pittle on the internets. Not that I'm here 24/7 like my friend, Christina, but close enough. I can't sleep. Shouldn't have drank that iced tea Cheryl made last night.

So this is all about me posting random tangential thoughts aboot .....