After Six Days as CNA

Yes, this is me the night before surgery. I ate a lot of french fries after six hard days of work. I was exhausted and losing weight so I feel I could eat whatever I want again. I still am careful about what I will eat because if I'm not, I could easily gain so much weight. I'm very happy with my job. They've been giving me two hallways to take care, about 8-12 patients since my solo. I only had 3 days of orientation and after that, they gave me that many patients. I was overwhelmed that I cried after work on my first solo shift. Steven comforted me and I know God has been helping me get through it. The patients would cuss at me at times or try to bite me if I get their dentures to clean it up or cough or sneeze at my face. You just have to think what if you were in their shoes? They would be happy to trade places with me. One lady yells help me, help me so much that when I come home her cry is still in my head. She would tell me she wants to die because she doesn't want to be in her situation. I feel so bad. One lady was so needy that you could stay in her room for a long time until you meet her needs. Yes, it is the life of a CNA. I can't even think about the money I earn but the welfare of the patients. Make sure their needs are met. I don't feel so gross out about wiping poop or changing briefs with pee. I'm so glad I got used to it. I hurt my right arm after turning so many people. There are heavy ones and there are smaller ones. One of the CNAs said I will build muscle in being able to turn them. She is smaller than me. Crazy! Oh well, maybe someday I can. Four of my toe nails are bruised too from walking. I was already limping the first day. I can't wait to get a better pair of shoes. This is all for now. I'm on a four-day break because of my surgery. Awesome!