keep our skulls
Today was my first day of clinical. Up at 5am and at the nursing home by 630am… it’s a bit of a drive especially in a torrential downpour. The residents were mostly adorable, only a few didn’t want our presence. My favorite was nicknamed Diddy and was the epitome of a sweetheart. I brought her lunch and we talked about her sister who died in a car accident many years ago. She had a picture of her framed on a small dresser she fit into that tiny room. I hope that if I end up working in a home, that I can be something the residents look forward to seeing every day.
Guhhh…. I just worry that I won’t be good at it. I have always been a perfectionist and sometimes I’m quiet so I hope I can get past both of these annoying characteristics I have.
Time for bed. *fell asleep typing multiple times*
