Good Morning!
Oct. 20th, 2004 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bookofmirrorsWell, here I am!
I'm very pleased to be here, actually. I had a co-worker ask me yesterday if she could work for me today in exchange for me working for her on Saturday. So, not only does that allow me to be here, and to make a casual, unhurried post about various sundries, I actually get the better end of the deal, timewise. I was scheduled to work today from 9a-6p, and she was scheduled to work Saturday 9a-2p. Which works well, 'cause the in-laws are having a birthday thing for me and another person inblckwngdorcl's family. And I've already worked so many extra hours since I've been there, that I'll still have overtime on my check.
This is an indication of the Universe continuing to provide for me. I don't think I got a chance to tell the LJ world that my client at ParaQuad finally got fed up and left the company. He'd been planning on it for a while, but had held off. Honestly, I think my change in schedule was the final straw for him. When I took the job at Sona, I had to give up the 6p catheterization and the 9p bowel program. Of course, those times were never set in stone. Well, the first one was, but when I went at 6pm, he would often say he wanted his bowel program done at a different time. I was fine with this, 'cause due to the car situation, I could be flexible. I had my cell phone, and I would go hang out at the Borders that was less than a mile from his place, and he'd call me when he wanted me. When I stopped taking those shifts, the other nurses weren't as flexible, and that got real old real fast for him. So, he switched over to the other company.
The irony here, though, is that I'd applied for the other company when he first said he was thinking about it, in hopes of continuing to work with him there. (This was what I was doing when I broadsided that van.) However, because of the many gray areas in Georgia nursing law, this particular company allows CNAs to do the catheterizations and the bowel program, so I'm no longer needed. Which bums me, money-wise and liking-him-wise, but I'm happy that he no longer has to work his schedule around the nurses. It'll be way better for him. I spoke to him earlier this week, and he was happy, and that's all that matters.
So, like I said, since ParaQuad doesn't really have any other clients for me right now, for all practical purposes, I've just got the one job, and lo and behold, I get lots of overtime. Thank you, God!
I really like working for Sona. It's different. It's like a spa with nurses. I'm so glad I get the stuff for free. It's WAY fucking expensive, although I hear we're certainly not THE most expensive. I did find out why, though... Each of the laser machines is $80-$100K EACH, and we have 8 of them, plus a shitload of machines for facial stuff, and varicose vein removal. No wonder it costs so much. Not to mention upkeep and insurance. So, yeah, pretty reasonable, at that. At this point, I've lasered just about every part of the body possible, on both men and women. Except scalps. Haven't done those yet, and apparently we have some clients who get that done. Professional athletes, I'm told. Yes, we do scrotums, too! :) And in spite of my cajoling,blckwngdorcl isn't planning on having it done. I could suck on smooth balls for hours, but... *sigh* I guess I'll just have to make do. I will admit that, doing the bikini area on some women, I found their scents intoxicating. Not a bad job at all.
I will say, though, that I'm afraid I'll turn into one of those socialite types that is constantly worried about her appearance. Granted, I've said for years that if a genie were to grant me 3 wishes, one would be to be completely hairless except for the hair on my head, my eyebrows and eyelashes, and whatever cilae were useful. So getting the free laser hair removal is way kickass. But we can only get it done to ourselves when we have downtime, which isn't often. So far, I've had my underarms done (didn't hurt at all, but from what I understand, that's not common) and I did my own feet (which did hurt). I'm not flexible enough to do my own legs or bikini areas, so I have to wait on someone else to have the time and be willing to do it. So yesterday, we had some downtime 'cause of 400 being closed for so long, and clients not being able to make it in. So, there wasn't enough time/people to do my legs, but everyone had been trying the microderm abrasion, and it was quick, so I started to do myself. Lynne, who's been doing this sort of thing for years, took it from me and did it herself. She said that none of us know enough about what we're doing, and it's a bigger deal than we think, and that none of us should do ourselves. So, she did my face. She said I had great skin, and also mentioned this itsybitsy vein I have just below one of my nostrils. "We're going to get rid of that," she tells me. "It's going to hurt like hell, but we're going to do it, anyway." She also mentioned how rosy my cheeks were, and a couple of other things that I don't recall, but basically, that she wanted to fix all that. Now, granted, she was totally cool about it, not unkind, and I didn't feel in the least offended, or like she was putting me down. She said she wanted to do that to all the staff. Pretty much fix everything that we had the equipment to fix. Which is totally understandable from a marketing technique. We can talk to clients about our experiences with various treatments and such, which will make them more likely to buy. And honestly, I could totally tell a difference when she was done. Also, it would be silly for anyone working there to have any unwanted skin/hair features, anyway. But I just don't want to get to a point where I'm all hung up about my appearance, 'cause that's not me, and I don't WANT it to be me. But, hey, it's free, and I'll take it. :)
There is a downside. Whatever area needs to be lasered has to be clean-shaven first. I've made sure to shave my legs as often as possible, in case the time comes up for them to get done, but I can't do my bikini area.blckwngdorcl has no interest in shaving me, and walkingbear and I have such differing schedules nowadays, which is totally sad, 'cause I miss him and the rest of Serendipity. Anyone wanna volunteer for this? :)
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tc_borderpagans. I've been like once in the past several months, for all of about 15 minutes. I didn't even get to hug walkingbear, who was buried behind a bunch of people, and I had to leave while he was gone. I got to hug bulwerk, though, and that was cool. And we ran into shaedalis and twisteddaydream on my birthday, which was cool. But other than that, I haven't been out much in public to see people. Sadly enough. Not sure when that's going to change. I'll post my schedule on another post, so people can have an idea of what my life is like nowadays, and maybe potentially meet me during my downtime.
In other news, I've been thinking about Fig a lot lately. His wedding is this December, and it's put him more in my mind. In fact, I had a dream about him last night.
In the beginning of the dream, I was back at Fox Center. I don't remember much about it, except that Brandon was still in school, except that it wasn't Jamie teaching it. And he was walking! This was apparently a new thing, and when I commented on it, the chick that was teaching was also very pleased about it. He seemed very happy. He didn't see me, though. Also, I was getting my old job back, but it turned out that Vic was also there. She had apparently left and was coming back at the same time I was, and there was only 1 HPC slot available. Since she was the other HPC that was as good as I was, I was actually worried they might pick her over me (she has a Masters degree), so I was heading down to see what I could do. I wasn't completely worried, 'cause I knew I could be a nurse there, but I was heading downstairs nonetheless. Sometime about then, the place seemed to turn into more of a school, and I ended up in a little-used area of it, and somehow ended up in an indoor/outdoor haunted house. As I rounded the corner of it, towards the end, there was this cell-like thing, and, as is typical of haunted houses, I expected there to be someone in it, that would emerge from the darkness, to jump at me, as if to break the bars of the cage and eat me or somesuch. Which is what happened. But when he pounced at me, with a growl, I immediately knew it was Fig. I just did. I commented to him. He hadn't recognized me at first, but I started talking to him. There was no tension in the air. He was happy and excited to see me, and didn't understand how I knew it was him. I just laughed, and told him that I could always tell him from a crowd. I don't remember the exact words, but it basically amounted to that I knew him that well, and had he forgotten that after all this time? There was no malice, no regrets, sadness, or anger about the past. Just joy at being together, seeing one another after all this time. Actually, I think my last dream about him was similarly drama-free, so I'm really encouraged by this. In the dream, as we were doing this, some genuinely dangerous people were coming around the corner, so I slipped into the cell with him. There was a sense of danger, but also of annoyance, since now we had to be quiet and hide, rather than continue our conversation. I woke up about then.
Well, that's about all I recall that I want to write about. I'm still at skip=300ish, so I'm way behind on other peoples' entries, but I'll get there!
I'm very pleased to be here, actually. I had a co-worker ask me yesterday if she could work for me today in exchange for me working for her on Saturday. So, not only does that allow me to be here, and to make a casual, unhurried post about various sundries, I actually get the better end of the deal, timewise. I was scheduled to work today from 9a-6p, and she was scheduled to work Saturday 9a-2p. Which works well, 'cause the in-laws are having a birthday thing for me and another person in
blckwngdorcl's family. And I've already worked so many extra hours since I've been there, that I'll still have overtime on my check. This is an indication of the Universe continuing to provide for me. I don't think I got a chance to tell the LJ world that my client at ParaQuad finally got fed up and left the company. He'd been planning on it for a while, but had held off. Honestly, I think my change in schedule was the final straw for him. When I took the job at Sona, I had to give up the 6p catheterization and the 9p bowel program. Of course, those times were never set in stone. Well, the first one was, but when I went at 6pm, he would often say he wanted his bowel program done at a different time. I was fine with this, 'cause due to the car situation, I could be flexible. I had my cell phone, and I would go hang out at the Borders that was less than a mile from his place, and he'd call me when he wanted me. When I stopped taking those shifts, the other nurses weren't as flexible, and that got real old real fast for him. So, he switched over to the other company.
The irony here, though, is that I'd applied for the other company when he first said he was thinking about it, in hopes of continuing to work with him there. (This was what I was doing when I broadsided that van.) However, because of the many gray areas in Georgia nursing law, this particular company allows CNAs to do the catheterizations and the bowel program, so I'm no longer needed. Which bums me, money-wise and liking-him-wise, but I'm happy that he no longer has to work his schedule around the nurses. It'll be way better for him. I spoke to him earlier this week, and he was happy, and that's all that matters.
So, like I said, since ParaQuad doesn't really have any other clients for me right now, for all practical purposes, I've just got the one job, and lo and behold, I get lots of overtime. Thank you, God!
I really like working for Sona. It's different. It's like a spa with nurses. I'm so glad I get the stuff for free. It's WAY fucking expensive, although I hear we're certainly not THE most expensive. I did find out why, though... Each of the laser machines is $80-$100K EACH, and we have 8 of them, plus a shitload of machines for facial stuff, and varicose vein removal. No wonder it costs so much. Not to mention upkeep and insurance. So, yeah, pretty reasonable, at that. At this point, I've lasered just about every part of the body possible, on both men and women. Except scalps. Haven't done those yet, and apparently we have some clients who get that done. Professional athletes, I'm told. Yes, we do scrotums, too! :) And in spite of my cajoling,
blckwngdorcl isn't planning on having it done. I could suck on smooth balls for hours, but... *sigh* I guess I'll just have to make do. I will admit that, doing the bikini area on some women, I found their scents intoxicating. Not a bad job at all. I will say, though, that I'm afraid I'll turn into one of those socialite types that is constantly worried about her appearance. Granted, I've said for years that if a genie were to grant me 3 wishes, one would be to be completely hairless except for the hair on my head, my eyebrows and eyelashes, and whatever cilae were useful. So getting the free laser hair removal is way kickass. But we can only get it done to ourselves when we have downtime, which isn't often. So far, I've had my underarms done (didn't hurt at all, but from what I understand, that's not common) and I did my own feet (which did hurt). I'm not flexible enough to do my own legs or bikini areas, so I have to wait on someone else to have the time and be willing to do it. So yesterday, we had some downtime 'cause of 400 being closed for so long, and clients not being able to make it in. So, there wasn't enough time/people to do my legs, but everyone had been trying the microderm abrasion, and it was quick, so I started to do myself. Lynne, who's been doing this sort of thing for years, took it from me and did it herself. She said that none of us know enough about what we're doing, and it's a bigger deal than we think, and that none of us should do ourselves. So, she did my face. She said I had great skin, and also mentioned this itsybitsy vein I have just below one of my nostrils. "We're going to get rid of that," she tells me. "It's going to hurt like hell, but we're going to do it, anyway." She also mentioned how rosy my cheeks were, and a couple of other things that I don't recall, but basically, that she wanted to fix all that. Now, granted, she was totally cool about it, not unkind, and I didn't feel in the least offended, or like she was putting me down. She said she wanted to do that to all the staff. Pretty much fix everything that we had the equipment to fix. Which is totally understandable from a marketing technique. We can talk to clients about our experiences with various treatments and such, which will make them more likely to buy. And honestly, I could totally tell a difference when she was done. Also, it would be silly for anyone working there to have any unwanted skin/hair features, anyway. But I just don't want to get to a point where I'm all hung up about my appearance, 'cause that's not me, and I don't WANT it to be me. But, hey, it's free, and I'll take it. :)
There is a downside. Whatever area needs to be lasered has to be clean-shaven first. I've made sure to shave my legs as often as possible, in case the time comes up for them to get done, but I can't do my bikini area.
blckwngdorcl has no interest in shaving me, and walkingbear and I have such differing schedules nowadays, which is totally sad, 'cause I miss him and the rest of Serendipity. Anyone wanna volunteer for this? :)I also miss
tc_borderpagans. I've been like once in the past several months, for all of about 15 minutes. I didn't even get to hug walkingbear, who was buried behind a bunch of people, and I had to leave while he was gone. I got to hug bulwerk, though, and that was cool. And we ran into shaedalis and twisteddaydream on my birthday, which was cool. But other than that, I haven't been out much in public to see people. Sadly enough. Not sure when that's going to change. I'll post my schedule on another post, so people can have an idea of what my life is like nowadays, and maybe potentially meet me during my downtime.In other news, I've been thinking about Fig a lot lately. His wedding is this December, and it's put him more in my mind. In fact, I had a dream about him last night.
In the beginning of the dream, I was back at Fox Center. I don't remember much about it, except that Brandon was still in school, except that it wasn't Jamie teaching it. And he was walking! This was apparently a new thing, and when I commented on it, the chick that was teaching was also very pleased about it. He seemed very happy. He didn't see me, though. Also, I was getting my old job back, but it turned out that Vic was also there. She had apparently left and was coming back at the same time I was, and there was only 1 HPC slot available. Since she was the other HPC that was as good as I was, I was actually worried they might pick her over me (she has a Masters degree), so I was heading down to see what I could do. I wasn't completely worried, 'cause I knew I could be a nurse there, but I was heading downstairs nonetheless. Sometime about then, the place seemed to turn into more of a school, and I ended up in a little-used area of it, and somehow ended up in an indoor/outdoor haunted house. As I rounded the corner of it, towards the end, there was this cell-like thing, and, as is typical of haunted houses, I expected there to be someone in it, that would emerge from the darkness, to jump at me, as if to break the bars of the cage and eat me or somesuch. Which is what happened. But when he pounced at me, with a growl, I immediately knew it was Fig. I just did. I commented to him. He hadn't recognized me at first, but I started talking to him. There was no tension in the air. He was happy and excited to see me, and didn't understand how I knew it was him. I just laughed, and told him that I could always tell him from a crowd. I don't remember the exact words, but it basically amounted to that I knew him that well, and had he forgotten that after all this time? There was no malice, no regrets, sadness, or anger about the past. Just joy at being together, seeing one another after all this time. Actually, I think my last dream about him was similarly drama-free, so I'm really encouraged by this. In the dream, as we were doing this, some genuinely dangerous people were coming around the corner, so I slipped into the cell with him. There was a sense of danger, but also of annoyance, since now we had to be quiet and hide, rather than continue our conversation. I woke up about then.
Well, that's about all I recall that I want to write about. I'm still at skip=300ish, so I'm way behind on other peoples' entries, but I'll get there!
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