My Course Is At An End; So Sad

Here I am sitting at the computer thinking about the fact that I only have one week of college left and the remainder of my course is all Clinical as Practicum’s are called my line of schooling – 7 weeks of Clinical to do and I graduate with my first college certificate. I’m I patting my self on the Back, you bet I am!

Thinking about the past seven months it is hard to believe that I am at the end of my course; thinking about all the new knowledge that I have swimming in my head. And wondering how much of it that I will be using once I am out in the work force. For those of you how don’t know me, I am studying the art of resident care both in the home and in the facilities. I am a HSRCA: Home Support Resident Care Attendant. I am not a nurse, but a Nurses Aid. Some of you will think of me as a nurse if you didn’t know better. But I am not; but I will maintain my own practice just as a Nurse would. My knowledge base is not as complex as a LPN or an RN: but enough understanding to provide good care with empathy regardless what someone’s condition would be - I am the laborer in the Health Care setting – when it comes to care.

Someone had once told me that Nurses and doctor’s have a twisted sense of humor and you know what, it’s true. You have to be somewhat twisted to poke people with needles, to examine feces and look at urine. Clean bums and so on and so forth. I didn’t realize just how twisted conversations with my friends are to the person looking in from the out side until yesterday when a bunch of us were talking about a new laser therapy for Fungus Removal; and then the conversation goes into the types of fungus we have seen so far in our previous clinical. You know the conversations are quite bad if you can make other people leave tables with their food left behind. Needless to say, I am not allowed to talk about School at home at the dinner table.

So far to date I have a seminar on Palliative Care I must attend in two weeks because what I have learned has already been changed (I must maintain my practice – things change so fast in heath care) and in June the college is hosting a heath care job fair. I have to take my Med’s Course in July or August. This is going to be a never ending practice for me and I am very happy. I am strongly considering doing my LPN in the next year and a half. And who knows maybe when I am 40, I will do my degree in Nursing. Who knows what the future will bring for me.

[ I already had my fist job offer and I don't have my certifacate yet! P.S. family members, I will be making just as much as my husband]

Strawberries! Where are my Berries - Please?

It's that time of year again when all the people with Green - Thumbs jump up and down with glee and run to there sheds and gather all the tools they need to jump start the growing season. However, for the rest of us, who were not blessed with the green thumb, will take the time to find a fence, stand in front of it and bang our heads against it and mutter "Here we go again!"

I am the person in front of the fence - not banging my head - but shaking it with my hands and screaming at it with all I have - demanding Why my Strawberries are NOT growing for the third year in a row. What am I doing wrong?

I bought Everberring Strawberries from Walmart three years ago in a box with 20 plants. On the box were instructions that only said put the plants in water for a couple of hours and then plant. How easy was that! I planted them in my back yard and more of less forgot about them. (New baby in the house.) The following spring I discovered that 7 plants survived the winter. I planted them and placed them in planters in front of my house and let the "Runners" run loose. (I thought that they looked kind of neat like that.) However, this year I wouldn't mind some Strawberries from them. I am planning on putting them in front of the house in the ground, clip the runners and make the plants produce Strawberries. But it was not less then two weeks ago that I was talking to one of my neighbors about my strawberries when he told me that my plants should of been making Strawberries regardless of where they where located and the runner's running loose. "It's a weed - it grows anywhere and everywhere. Are you sure you bought the eatable kind?" I am very sure I bought the Everberring verity.

So mom if your out there or anyone else - I need help with my Strawberries!!!! What can I do to make them produce a berry or should I give up.