Today is the last day I will post work related things here I will only use this blog to talk about me and the things that I find important or of interest to me.
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Friday, February 23, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Aggression
Aggression scares the crap out of most of us, any kind of aggression. Verbal, physical and psychological aggression is what we encounter each and every day on each and every shift. We attempt to teach staff how to handle aggression in terms of maintaining safety for others and ourselves. Yet we, ourselves, sometimes can never find a way to confront aggression in a way that makes us feel comfortable.
Aggression brings up all kinds of feelings for us. Most of which are fear and pain based making intervening at times problematic at the very least.
Now we must face our own fear when dealing with out of control or escalating people before we can help them to regain control. That is what we do day in and day out.
Aggression brings up all kinds of feelings for us. Most of which are fear and pain based making intervening at times problematic at the very least.
Now we must face our own fear when dealing with out of control or escalating people before we can help them to regain control. That is what we do day in and day out.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
School's out
Last year at this time Work seemed crazed and you know what, It is still crazed. The energy level is high in the kids and very low with staff. This is a very bad combination. We will try and have things to do but as always crisis is what drive the unit. We will keep our eyes and ears open to the earliest signs of impending crisis and cut it off at the pass so to speak.
Stayed tuned for the continuing saga.
Stayed tuned for the continuing saga.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
For You
Be Mine
Happy Valentine's Day!
Happy cold, wet, snowy Valentine's Day. Beat down the winter drab and wear red, lots and lots of red. Greet your valentine with smiles and laughter, make your own sun. No valentine? No big deal. Do something special for yourself. Do something for someone else. Today is all about loving and being loved. Pass it around. Have only positive interactions with everyone you meet today. Yes even with the ones you don't like as a matter of fact especially with the people you don't like.
Old man winter is getting feisty. I suspect we are facing retribution for all those warm December and January days. Revenge is best served cold, and baby it's cold outside!
Just once I would like a phone call which says, "grab your passport we have an evening flight to...". It happens all the time in the movies. I wish just once it would happen to me.
Happy cold, wet, snowy Valentine's Day. Beat down the winter drab and wear red, lots and lots of red. Greet your valentine with smiles and laughter, make your own sun. No valentine? No big deal. Do something special for yourself. Do something for someone else. Today is all about loving and being loved. Pass it around. Have only positive interactions with everyone you meet today. Yes even with the ones you don't like as a matter of fact especially with the people you don't like.
Old man winter is getting feisty. I suspect we are facing retribution for all those warm December and January days. Revenge is best served cold, and baby it's cold outside!
Just once I would like a phone call which says, "grab your passport we have an evening flight to...". It happens all the time in the movies. I wish just once it would happen to me.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
What are we thinking
What a wild week work was! The place felt completely insane. We struggled to maintain safety each day of the week and we did the best we could yet we lost once or twice along the way. We, the staff, were kicked, punched and assaulted verbally each and every day. I don't know how we do the job we do and more importantly I don't know why we keep coming to work?
I am glad my co-workers do come to work. I could not do this without them. We got through another week and we will begin again tomorrow.
I am glad my co-workers do come to work. I could not do this without them. We got through another week and we will begin again tomorrow.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Sometimes out of the haze
Sometimes snatches of forgotten events bubble to the surface, and I grab hold.
I remember my one schoolyard fight and being hauled in front of the principal, a mean Nun, Sister David. My explanation was filled with righteous indignation as I was defending a friend, and the guy bothering her deserved to be hit way harder than I could have possibly hit him. I was ten. The principal agreed, to my amazement, though she thought my technique needed a bit of refining.
If I close my eyes, my mind can bring me back to places far away in distance and time. I remember what each of our apartments looked like and can walk the rooms. For eight years the way to school never changed and each house, each landmark became frozen in my memories. Some houses no longer exist, the store fronts and the old ladies looking out the windows have been gone a long time, but I remember my walk exactly as it was. I visited my old neighborhood awhile back and although things change some things never do. The walk to my grade school is exactly as it was some forty five years ago.
The first movie which scared me was The House on Haunted Hill with Vincent Price. When the skeleton comes out of the screen, I darn near pooped my pants.
I love the fun of remembering.
I remember my one schoolyard fight and being hauled in front of the principal, a mean Nun, Sister David. My explanation was filled with righteous indignation as I was defending a friend, and the guy bothering her deserved to be hit way harder than I could have possibly hit him. I was ten. The principal agreed, to my amazement, though she thought my technique needed a bit of refining.
If I close my eyes, my mind can bring me back to places far away in distance and time. I remember what each of our apartments looked like and can walk the rooms. For eight years the way to school never changed and each house, each landmark became frozen in my memories. Some houses no longer exist, the store fronts and the old ladies looking out the windows have been gone a long time, but I remember my walk exactly as it was. I visited my old neighborhood awhile back and although things change some things never do. The walk to my grade school is exactly as it was some forty five years ago.
The first movie which scared me was The House on Haunted Hill with Vincent Price. When the skeleton comes out of the screen, I darn near pooped my pants.
I love the fun of remembering.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Super Sunday
Let me say this, "any sunday that I am not working is a super Sunday". All I need is some friends and time off to make the world a happy place. I hope your world is happy and safe this Super Sunday. Watch out for those football fans as they drive home after a few too many drinks.
As the saying goes, "Be careful out there".
Remember somebody loves you and love them right back as much as you can.
As the saying goes, "Be careful out there".
Remember somebody loves you and love them right back as much as you can.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
"You don't have to suffer to be a poet; adolescence is enough suffering for anyone."
When I was a kid, I liked being in school on dark, snowy days like today. The lights always seemed to make the room feel cozy, and the sound of the muffled wheels was so soothing that everyone seemed to speak in hushed tones, not wanting to spoil the mood. We'd stay inside during recess, and the nun, Sister Raymond, would allow us to walk around the room after lunch to talk with our friends. Girls talked to girls and boys talked to boys. That was the way it was back then.
It wasn't until around the seventh grade that boys could muster enough courage to speak publicly with a girl, and even then it was mostly teasing, the first step into the mysteries of a female-male relationship. In the eighth grade the first of our couples emerged, and the rest of us boiled over with curiosity and a bit of jealousy. We asked for and got all the details, it being just too big to be kept secret. Besides, being the first girl to be in a couple was too huge not to flaunt. She told us, with the voice of experience, about handholding and kissing. We were floored.
But within a short time awe was replaced by ordinary as couple after couple began to emerge. The floodgates of adolescence had been opened by one boy brave enough to ask one girl to the movies who was brave enough to say yes.
I would never want to relive those years, I am still traumatized by both the catholic school era of my life as well as the early exploration of relationships with girls.
It wasn't until around the seventh grade that boys could muster enough courage to speak publicly with a girl, and even then it was mostly teasing, the first step into the mysteries of a female-male relationship. In the eighth grade the first of our couples emerged, and the rest of us boiled over with curiosity and a bit of jealousy. We asked for and got all the details, it being just too big to be kept secret. Besides, being the first girl to be in a couple was too huge not to flaunt. She told us, with the voice of experience, about handholding and kissing. We were floored.
But within a short time awe was replaced by ordinary as couple after couple began to emerge. The floodgates of adolescence had been opened by one boy brave enough to ask one girl to the movies who was brave enough to say yes.
I would never want to relive those years, I am still traumatized by both the catholic school era of my life as well as the early exploration of relationships with girls.
Punxsutawney Phil
On each Feb. 2, thousands of people descend on Punxsutawney, a town of 6,100 people about 65 miles northeast of Pittsburgh, to celebrate what had essentially been a German superstition. The Germans believed that if a hibernating animal, in this case one named Phil, cast a shadow Feb. 2 — the Christian holiday of Candlemas — winter would last another six weeks. If no shadow was seen, legend said spring would come early.
Phil did not see his shadow this morning which means folks can expect an early spring instead of six more weeks of winter.
The snow started falling a few hours ago and the forcast is for 5 or 6 inches to fall. Punxsutawney can keep the Damn Rat!
Phil did not see his shadow this morning which means folks can expect an early spring instead of six more weeks of winter.
The snow started falling a few hours ago and the forcast is for 5 or 6 inches to fall. Punxsutawney can keep the Damn Rat!
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