So I was walking my dog Sunday evening; I was trying to
adjust my sleep schedule so that I can be awake in the mornings again. I slept away most of Sunday afternoon and
hoped to get some more sleep later before I had to show up for my eight o’clock Monday morning class.
These days I spend Friday night/Saturday mornings
and Saturday night/Sunday mornings at the local hospital, where I work as a
Certified Nurse Aide. I became a CNA I
about a month ago, and am still in school for the CNA II. But my school does clinical work at the local
hospital, and apparently I made enough of an impression that they wanted to
hire me before I finished my program.
And so for the past two weekends I’ve been working at the hospital
whilst I finish learning all the stuff I need to help the patients for whom I
am caring.
It has been an interesting experience, this actually
doing the job for which I am still being trained. It is exhilarating, for one thing, that sense
of flying by the seat of your pants when you know that you don’t really understand yet what you are doing
but have to pretend that you do anyway.
