As one of the requirements for nursing school, I must become a Certified Nursing Assistant. So I paid my $600 to a company so that they will get me the state required number of class hours before I can go and actually assist a nurse. I feel like the guys that do road construction. I work for 10 minutes and then wait 50 to make sure that I have the correct number of hours logged. The big guy in the class falls asleep for 50 minutes and nobody seems to mind. I can’t imagine how difficult it would be to take this class in another language and that proves true by the Eritreans that are not doing well. English is not their first language and the class if very difficult for them. The bread that the Eritreans bring is delicious. They are some of the friendliest people that I have met. We have learned a few skills so far. Washing our hands is very important. I can wash your feet, provide nail care, turn you over in bed, make a bed with you in it, brush your dentures, and give you a bath while you are in bed. Coming up this week will be perineal care. That is the one everyone dreads. To learn about HIV and AIDS, we get to watch Philadelphia. I hope that clinicals will provide some good stories. Stay tuned!
Then it was off to REI to check out car camping equipment. We are well stocked in the lightweight, not the most comfortable, compact, easy to setup camping supplies, but I haven’t done that in a while. Realizing that as I get older I should live life a little more luxurious, I splurged on a big ol’ tent.