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Talked to my dad yesterday. He's having gastric bypass on Monday and it's killing me that I can't be there. Mom and dad still live in Alaska and I have 2 weeks left in the semester. blah. Anywho, trying to get over the anxiety of that and then my dad tells me the house got broken into on Wednesday. grrrr



This is the house I grew up in. It's the only house I ever remember even though we moved in when I was 2. My dad built it from the ground up and has remodeled twice. It sits on 7&1/2 acres of land 11.5 miles from the nearest town. Who the hell would bother? They did $1300 in damage to the house and took about $3200 in electronics.



It's not the things they took, they can be replaced. It's not the damage they did, it can be fixed. It's the fact that they violated my parents home. They violated their security. We've always felt safe there, never had any worries. Now daddy's talking about having to install a security system because mom and dad are about to retire and start traveling.



I'm angry and upset and even more stressed because I know they don't need this kind of stress right before he goes in for major surgery. And it's not just the surgery. This means an entire life style change for not only my father but mom too. It's just not what they needed right now.



I really try to have faith in the human race. I know in general people are good and kind. But when this kind of thing happens I start to wonder, what kind of world have we created? What kind of world are we leaving to our children?



The worst part is I'm sure the person or people who did this feel no remorse. They have no idea that it's not the THINGS they took, it's the feeling of safety within the walls of our own home they removed that bothers us the most.

...says I have no friends... I have friends damnit! They're all lurking! :p lol You know who you are. *HUGS*

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Vampirewitch39
01:01 Apr 17 2008

*hugs back*

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KCRC
04:03 Apr 18 2008

*Hugs*



I HATE that little box..It taunts me as well!

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I had clinical this morning, which I look forward to most days. I'm on my psych rotation and enjoying the experience... until today. Today we were on the committed floor which, for those of you that don't know, is the floor where the patients are not there by choice. The doctor's have deemed them a danger to themselves or others and the courts have taken away their right to sign themselves out.



Anywho... I've been on this floor twice before and have had wonderful experiences with the patients and the staff... not so much today. Today the floor was in utter chaos. There was one patient who was manic, and when I say manic, I mean MANIC. He talked at 100mph, would interrupt, had grandiose ideas, was full of himself, and last, but certainly not least, completely preoccupied with sex. I just wanted to smack him. He refused his meds and then blamed the nurse when he didn't get them. He talked about all the people he knew with money. How he was connected to the mob... yadda yadda yadda. This one kid set off the rest of the patients.



With his mouth running all the time the other patients couldn't get a word in during group. Even if they did he would interrupt and take over the conversation. This agitated them and they started going off. The anxiety level on the floor was just...bah...out there.



But, here's the kicker... the staff didn't seem to do anything to keep this kid under wraps. Now I'm just a lowly ol' nursing student, but one of the first things we learn is how you need to set limitations with a patient like this. I just can't help but think if they'd set limits and stuck to them he may have calmed down and not gotten the rest of the patients riled up.



Needless to say by the time I walked off the floor my head was spinning. All I wanted to do was go home, but no, our professor insists on keeping us for another hour going over b.s. Gods give me patience because if they give me strength I'm gonna beat the ever lovin' crap out of someone.



I need a really strong drink or really incredible sex...

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KCRC
04:05 Apr 18 2008

Well...We want to know...Which was it?

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faeriemoon
17:17 Apr 27 2008

Unfortunately it was neither.



a. I have to study and can't do that while drunk...although I wish I could



b. I'm hopelessly single and there isn't a man in this tiny po dunk town worth my time. :p

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It's hopelessly beautiful outside and I have a test to study for...grrr

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birra
04:16 Apr 15 2008

Could be worse... you could always take the studies outside with a cold beverage and enjoy the day too.

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Whatever it is...may it be...I suppose I really do have to sit back and let this one play itself out...but at the same time...a little more needs to be said...do we wait for the "right" time or do we create it?