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So today was my first lab at the children’s psychiatric hospital. It went better than I thought. My client was interesting I suppose. She was pretty normal looking mostly, just sad and flat. She like had hallucinations and stuff, too. She told me that she hasnt had any within the last five days cuz she started on a new medication, but she used to see blood dripping on the walls, demons coming out of the carpet, and demon clown things on the wall. She also got inappropriate with me several times, which was a first for me. I didnt quite know how to react, but I did okay. She had a preoccupation with thong underwear. She talked about them constantly but mentioned she hardly ever wears them because "they chafe her buttcrack". She told me she was wearing some tinkerbell ones today, and tried to show me. I quickly told her that was ok and that I was sure they were nice. Also, she openly scratched her groin infront of me and everyone. It was gross. She went into detail to say that she had bumps "down there" a few months ago, and they had come back and hurt real bad. And itched, obviously. Also one of the things we talked about was her trip to the doctor this week. Her mom had gotten permission to come and take her, and also stopped by the mall. She disclosed that she was in love with this guy that works there named Zack, and when he said hi to her she said she almost died. Anyways, so on the way back to the psych hospital, she craps her pants. She went into horrific detail, telling me about how she crapped EVERYWHERE and it like slid up her back even and onto the seat and smelled like dog poop crossed with baked potatoes because that is what she had for lunch. Then she said she had clothes on there to change into and mentioned that she put her butt up in the air covered in crap and her mom got mad at her. She says all this with a completely flat affect, no emotion whatsoever. Apparently it was the worst diarrhea she has ever had. We tried to play cards, but like 7 cards where missing, so it was kinda hard. We did anyways. We played rummy and spades with another nursing student and client. Im horrid at rummy. I didnt try of course anyways. Im not going to beat a mental patient on purpose. Me and the other client that wasnt assigned to me were on a team for spades and we won. I dont like beating any mental patients. I feel bad.

Its kinda hard talking to them. They all look miserable and disheveled and have cut and burn marks all over their arms. Kids come there with cigarrette burns all over them from their parents. Its awful. I dont have as much of a problem with adults, because they have mostly all made their own decisions in life, or their psychiatric problems didnt really come from an outside source, but kids…most of them is because they have been abused or neglected or both. Its really sad. I saw kids being restrained for the first time. They were screaming and yelling and it was crazy. That place is crazy. My client talked a lot about how awful it is and how it bothers her to see people fighting and stuff constantly.

In better news, Yuki, my ra, and Linda, a girl in my nursing class both gave me a card. It was nice of them to think of me. Yuki also gave me a chocolate.

I just ticked off my room mate and she left.

I dont have my composition class today and that is great.  

I got out of class early today. My teacher was sick so a tutor was there for class and he just took attendance and our homework and let us go. It made me happy. I went to the doctor yesterday because my back was hurting so muchly. He examined it and gave me a prescription for medicine and I got a shot in the butt that was a steroid and pain reliever. Its feeling a little better today. Im going to be starting physical therapy three times a week, for two weeks, and if my back isnt doing better after that, Dr Sherrer says he is going to refer me to an orthopedic doctor incase there is something seriously wrong. Two people told me I look cute with contacts in today. My lab went better this week than last week, so that is good. I had a woman who was much more talkative than the guy I had last time. Last week didnt go bad, dont get me wrong, but this week it was just cool cuz my client talked more, so I got more information than last time.

Ok so in my composition class there is this kid named Ben. Ben looks normal unremarkable boy until he opens his mouth. When Ben talks, he sounds sooooooooo stereotypically gay. I mean its horrible bad. The lisp and everything. And he talks really loud which makes it worse.  So anyways I am pretty sure this guy is actually gay because of the topics Ive heard him discuss and the voice and stuff.  Today he walks into class with a homemade tshirt that says I (heart) women.  I cant think of anything funnier. The worst part was that in class he was in my group for the class activity and he volunteered to read the entire thing we had to do outloud. While wearing the shirt. I heart women….maybe he means he hearts them cuz he wants to be one.

In nursing we are learning about grief right now, whether it be from losing a loved one, a pet, your status, or a body part. Body part?? Thats what I said too, but I guess people are really sad when they get their legs cut off. jk. Anyways, my teacher told us that my nursing teacher from my last nursing class is having a double mastectomy (she is getting he boobs lopped off, for the retards) on the 30th. That was kinda shocking to me because I had no idea she even had any problems. A weird thing my teacher said though was when she explained to us that she was originally supposed to have surgery on the 15th but it got delayed, and my teacher mrs winters said that if she had breast cancer she would want her breasts off immediately and wouldnt let them put her surgery off and if they still did she’d take a razor blade and cut her breasts off herself. Not only does that seem slightly innapropriate, but scary also. I still feel bad for mrs mcarthur though. I didnt really like her as a teacher, but man, I’d hate to lose my boobs.

One of the group meetings I sat in on today was a simple meeting, where every member of the group was given a paper with this on it, and were asked their reaction to it, or what stood out to them. I just thought it was interesting and thought I’d share it.

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy.

 

Max Ehrmann

I HATE being here. I hate my school more than I hate Rosie O’Donnell. So I just started Mental Health class, since nursing classes are only half semester classes. Our labs are on Tuesday and Thursday both, which sucks. So since we havent had enough class yet to know how to deal with mentally ill patients, tuesday and thursday of this week have just been regular class periods–but with lab hours. Yeah, thats right….I had to sit though 4 hours of the most boring crap ever today. The worse part was that most of it was like common sense stuff, aka "If a patient gets out of hand, remove yourself from the situation", "Dont give patients personal information such as your last name or phone number", or "Mentally ill patients need attention". For FOUR hours. Me and this girl named Emily in my class who is also from Ohio made jokes though. That was the only part I liked. Like there was this part and its like "What do you say to your client if they say they want to kill themselves because of this and that blah blah blah etc problems?" So we were all "if its that bad, just do it" and it was funny.

Do not purchase a "Passionfruit" smoothie from KRs. It tastes like an armpit crossed with a mango.

When we were learning about childbirth in Anatomy and Physiology II class, Professor Aagaard told us that sometimes when babies are born, nurses use that cheesy waxy crap on their bodies (its really called vernix caseosum, or just vernix) and they use it as hand lotion. If that isnt gross I dont know what is. I bet they dont do it anymore with the rise in stds. *shudders* its so sick. I can understand why it’d be a great moisterizer, since thats why babies are all nice and soft and not wrinkly from being in a water sac for 9 months, but come on, people.

Here is what vernix looks like for you children, its the nasty cheesy whitish crap, i.e. that huge clump in its armpit and in all its fat folds.

Ok, the first matter of business is that I started my fall classes. I am taking Comp 101, Nursing Fundamentals 1, and also Anatomy and Physiology II. That might not seem like too much but its awfully hard. Fundamentals is basically 4 classes in one. I have: 1. Regular class (8-9:50 am) 2. Lab (from now until october 8-12am, after october to december 6:30 am-12pm) 3. "Skills Lab" where you learn how to give shots and enemas and stuff, 5:30-7:30 4. "LRC" assigments in the Learning Research Center…tests and quizzes and stuff. Infact, the final test has 10 questions and it is required that you get 100% on it. So its all kinda retarded stuff to remember to do. Here are pictures of my teachers.

This is Lorella Howard. She is my Nursing Fundamentals teacher. She seems nice.

This is my A&P teacher. His last name is Aagaard. Thats alot of As. Im not sure if I like him yet.

This is my Comp teacher. She is nice but seems a little odd. She says she has 3 boyfriends.

— //Next matter of business…a girl named "Becky" down the hall has a john kerry bumper sticker on her door. Since she is ugly and I do not like her, I decided to write on my message board on my door a message advertising my opinions. This is why she is ugly:

This is her door: This is my door: Notice someone already commented. Within an hour, someone erased BUSH and wrote in YUCK! — //Next matter of business…I got my new plugs. Here is a picture of myself wearing black ones: — //I tried the new Mountain Dew "Pitch Black" soda: It claims to have a "blast of black grape", which makes me think "lemon lime and grape?" but it basically just tastes like plain grape soda. Look how EXTREME the label is with its flashy silver labeling and accents. I give it a thumbs down for being EXTREMEly yucky. However, CocaCola brand C2 is tasty. I hate diet drinks, but for having half the sugar, it isnt bad. It gets a thumbs up. — //Btw I got a tb test today for nursing. — ////MISC//// - In a&p lab two different retards asked me where the penis is on the model of the male reproductive system. One of them pointed to the testes and asked if they were right. - Also in a&p lab, a black negro from africa with a thick accent asked me where the "hypermoose" was on the model of the brain. I wasnt sure what she was talking about, as no large members of the deer family on caffeine are located in the human brain. So I showed her all 3 of the endocrine glands in the brain so that I could avoid offending her. She then points to the hypothalamus and states "so dis ees de hypermoose?", and I said yes. She is also one of the people that asked me about the penis. She though, pointed to the penis and said "dis ees de testees?" and me and a TA that was standing there tried not to laugh and said no. - My fundamentals teacher mentioned in class monday that we do some of the skill learning on each other, such as giving each other IVs and injections, blood pressures, etc, but we do not give each other enemas. I was so glad she mentioned that, because I totally thought I’d get to give a classmate an enema. I seriously hope she wasnt serious.