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Boys will be Boys

My kid had a sleepover this weekend and got in trouble.
The police brought them home...It was one of those things where they didn't even realize they were getting in trouble. It's a bummer, now we have a group of good boys having to go through the court system and they are scared to death.

Its a proven fact that boys don't put action with consequences until around the age of 19. This is why the military recruits young men...because they don't see the big picture.

I'm trying to raise a caring smart kid, but when they can' t understand the results of the action how the heck can you? I tried to explain it to him: It's like throwing a handful of rocks up in the air in a group of people. They look cool leaving your hand ....but inevitably someone will get clonked on the downfall...and it will hurt...maybe bad...and even you might get a rock to the head.

At least we are learning life lessons at 12-14 years old, opposed to the first lesson of drunk driving in a car full of teens. I hope this all sinks in.
It breaks my heart to see these boys freaking out over all of this, semi innocent poor judgment, but like one of the dad's said...

"sometimes life really does hand you a bowl of lemons...you just have to deal with it"

Breaking Point...we all have them

Closely reaching mine today.
quick week in review, jeeez I am always complaining about something, but I think this is what happens when you go to Nursing School (maybe the reason nurses are such twats?)
schedule which thank god is almost done this week:
Monday: 430 up...off to school til 2 then to work until 645
tuesday: work 7-3 then upstairs to the Mental health wing for clinicals 3-11 pm
wednesday: same as Tuesday
thursday: school all day (bailed on work...thanks Wendy)
Friday: worked 7-130 then to Old folks Home for work 2-11pm
saturday: back up at 6 am off to old folks 6a-230 p

I started my period...not in my pants this time, which was a bit of a plus. But I'm tired.
And all I can think about is how I'm not even at the halfway point of this semester.
yeah...
not even halfway

did time stop and noone told me?

school conferences

My Brain Hurts by aknacer

Man alive...I don't care for school conferences.

Ilin's 7th grade parent teacher ones were tonight. They were fine but the build up, not so fine.

When Bubba got home from school today he had that weird pasty color thing going on. I asked him what was up and he states he is getting a migraine. Migraines, the most unfair thing in the world for kids, well maybe not the most, but pretty sucky. I asked if he was seeing fairies (little blinky things in your peripherals) or auras. He said no, just everything stinks. That is a good thing when you have migraines...not good, but not as bad as auras. Gave him a tylenol and sent him to his room. I forgot to feed him. One hour later he comes out, pasty,sweaty and weird looking telling me he thinks he is going to barf. Another good mom action, give a kid a tylenol with no food....you know what is even funnier?...I'm a nurse,..ok whatever...so I lead him back to bed, hand him a piece of wonder bread and slap a cold washcloth on his head. Poor baby i hate when I can't fix things.

back to conferences....

Each teacher always says the same thing, "the kid is gifted...he just runs at B level it appears to be ok with him." His writing teacher says to me, " You know, I often use his writing as examples, I am going to enter some of his stuff in a state writing contest, did he tell you?" uh...no...

She says" He is so laid back, we just let him roll with it...if we ask him if he wants to redo a B paper for an A he always says, 'it's all cool,nah'. So the group of us teachers just feel he's just a little bored."

That's fine. I understand. If you were to meet Ilin you would just think he's a normal kid...but he's different, there is something in there, and I can't quite figure out how to help him figure it out. He's like Molasses in Winter...an introvert...does whatever. You tell him to do it, he does it but he's not going to do it unless you tell him. The teachers say he makes 100's on everything in class, except for some of the math, but he's in advanced placement math so a lot of that is based on participation so he rakes in 95% on most of that. It's just odd.

The teachers say he's an awesome kid: polite, caring, helpful, has a ton of friends, just quiet and fiddely ( I know not a real word).

And tonight that weird kid has a migraine...maybe his head is going to explode with whatever he holds onto in there.

can't sleep

morning time...my favorite. This morning I thought it would be much better if I could have slept in. But no chance. I got Bobby up at 430 am then tried my hardest to cover my head with blankets and pillows and go back to sleep, but nada.

I got up and worked out my arms with Jackie (dvd), had some coffee, and thought about running....I came to my senses at the running idea.

Classes are going ok. Just super time consuming. The 2 people who sit behind me work at my hospital on Ortho Nueuro as LPN's doing actual floor work. They told me to go talk to their Director, they are always short staffed. So, I emailed her from work and she said to come see her today. She needs someone to work nights. My friends tell me nights are awesome. More pay, great time to learn and less hectic....so why do I get so scared of everything. I mean the goal is to become a nurse right? BINGO...Everyone fears a bit of change, so I'm hoping the anxiety is normal...but I would love to be able to take a floor job, learn the ropes, and be able to walk into an RN job when I graduate. After Saturday at the Long Term Care place, I'm just not sure how much longer I can do that job. I had 28 residents!!!!! That is like babysitting,feeding,caregiving etc,etc for 28 preschoolers and infants combined...I'll give you a moment to picture it in your head....

see what I mean? plus there was a death, it was before my shift, but he was still in the bed waiting for the mortuary for the first part of my shift.

So night time shifts....7p to 7a...vampire hours. Does any one work them? Any suggestions? The good thing is 3 shifts and it is full time.

Today...behavior health clinicals. Well tonight. I work at the hospital doing my regular job until 3pm then I go up to the locked ward and work from 3p to 11p...the cuckoos nest. I'll let ya now how it goes.