Things Are Going Good

May I have your attention please?  Good.

So my great news is that I now have raised $215.00 for the MS bike ride!  HOORAY!!!

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, thank you!

I regret to report that B still is at $0.00.  We both have been trying to raise his money, I still have a few ideas up my sleeve.  However, I am changing my little link to go directly to B's bike ride account to hopefully get some donations for him.

Overall, he wants to ride, but if he can't raise the money he also says that he doesn't mind sittin' this one out.

We still have about a week, I am still positive.

For some reason, the people that B work with are just not willing to donate.  I think it is feast or famine.  My family, co-workers, and friends have been really quite generous with my donations.  I simply cannot thank you enough!!!

So recently:

My work hours have changed.  I now work 5:00 AM to 1:30 PM.  The mornings are really early, but you can't beat gettin' off at 1:30.  My hours used to be 7:00 AM to 4:00 PM.  So yeah, I now lose an hour, but that is very much okay with me.

A lot of my co-workers have not been happy with the new hour change, but a lot have been thrilled with it.  I fall within the thrilled category.

One nurse in particular is very upset with the changes, she also is upset with those who are happy with the changes, thus she is upset with me.

Though I know that she will never read this blog, I am still gonna give her a code name.  We will call her B-Yotch.  

She has gotten so mad at everything that she is gonna quit, and she is making false accusations against both myself and the assistant director about various things.  

Sometimes I wonder why I chose a profession that is dominantly female.  So much drama.

Oh well.

Funny Work Story of the Week:

So one of my cute little residents is a clepto.  Being such we will dub her name as none other than Clepto.

Once a week now, the CNA's have to clean out her fridge, closet and bathroom to gather back all of the various items she picks up from the facility.

Today, I walked into work, walked passed my bosses desk to find the cart loaded up with all the booty taken from her room, and a note.

I laughed out loud and wished that I had my camera to show you what exactly was retrieved.

Our carts have three shelves to them.  The top two shelves were filled with drinks.  The drinks are very telling that only Clepto would have stolen these items.  She is unique.  She enjoys a large scoop of vanilla ice-cream in her glass of juice.  At least I think she does.

She creates her 'special' takes a couple of sips and then stores the beverage in her fridge.

Our community dining room has run short of glasses because Clepto has had so many in her fridge at once.

In addition to her 'specials' she will pick up every can of soda that there is available in the community fridges.  The CNA must have gathered 25 sodas from her fridge last night.  There was a full, large container of buttermilk, she hates buttermilk.  1 dozen apples, and 6 rolls.

In her closets were 20 rolls of toilet paper, 10 boxes of kleenex, stacks of napkins etc...  These things may not seem like much, but when supplies need to stretch for 60 (+) people, it begins to add up.

Today, our boss had to talk with her about taking so many items at once.  She looked him in the face and said 'This is not mine, it did not come from my fridge.  This is not right'.

Clepto will take every apple in every community fruit bowl.  She never eats these items.  Her room smelled awful one day and this was gave us the idea of her 'collecting' habits.

This last Christmas a company donated 70 poinsettias to our facility so that every resident could have a plant and we would have some extra to decorate our front lobby with.

2 days after these were donated, we found 10 poinsettias in Clepto's room.

Oh boy, never a dull moment!