I remember growing up as a child, and some days would drag on, making
a season feel like it's 3 years, rather than about 3 months. Of
course, as teens, we're always in a hurry to grow up. We want to be 16
going on 25 or something. We eventually grow up, and we savor our
20-something years. Then we have children, and I swear time flies like
we're in warp speed. Not just warp 1, either. More like warp 3.
Anyway,
this last year and a half seems to have flew by especially fast. We
moved to this house in September of 2012. I applied to get into the
health care field, through the Racine County Workforce Development
Center, to get grants to become a Health Unit Coordinator. I really
should be working on my resume and last minute homework, but, I just
wanted to get this in...
So, before I could start
taking the coordinator courses, I had to get the prerequisite, which
was either Human Body and Disease, or the CNA... I figured okay, I'm
already doing aide work, and I did my homework to see what types of
position this coordinator thing, and seeing that many times,
coordinators also have to serenade as CNA's, I just figured that it
makes the most sense to do the CNA thing. I finally got into the March
2013 session, and got organized to take up all of the coordinator
courses... The teacher in this class was super cool, and pretty funny.
Fall
semester, I had 3 classes, all on Wednesdays, and the first 2 were out
in Elkhorn, and the 3rd here in Racine. My teachers were pretty nice.
Even though there wasn't anything aside from wanting success for
students, they were good enough. But not as cool as the Nurse teacher
for the CNA class.
Then came spring semester, of
course, I also had to take a technical writing class, which is helping
me to polish up my professional writing techniques, as well as the fact
that I took the Health Unit Coordinator Procedures 1, in 3rd quarter,
with the Procedures 2 and clinical that is getting ready to end soon...
I just figured that my teachers were going to be the usual, kind of the
same as fall semester. My writing teacher has a big personality, and
that makes the class more interesting. My coordinator teacher is super
cool, and, well, he's the one that I wrote about in a previous blog (the
sexy instructor). I have a small class, and the whole class is full of
characters. Seriously. I think this was probably the only class that
I've taken that not only was the teacher super cool, but the whole class
was interesting, because of individual personalities.
With
my clinical, the lady that has been my mentor for the past few weeks,
she's such a sweetheart. I'm really going to miss her and the floor
that I'm at, just because this part of my course work integrated with me
fairly quickly. I'm actually getting kind of a contradicting feeling
here... On one hand, I've always been one to be happy when I get to
close another chapter in my life, and to move on and start new again.
Like when I finished elementary school, I was ready for Jr. High. When I
was transitioning to high school, I welcomed that change. Then I moved
on and went to Parkside, changed job positions, various extra
curricular activities, etc... At each spot to move on, I was ready. I
embraced the change. And in many ways, I'm feeling this same excitement
of moving on, opening a new chapter... But, I'm also feeling that
sometimes life is too temporary. It's not just that I've lost my
grandparents, who lived full lives and I will probably miss them for the
rest of my life. It's also that I've also lost other relatives as well
as home care clients and classmates. Then the fact is, my son is going
to be done with middle school, and will be a high schooler this fall,
and, the home care position that I've had for 11 years will be replaced
by a more stable and better paying position.
While
graduating from this coordinator program is a good thing, and I'm
looking forward to finding a better paying position with a regular
schedule, since right now, I feel like a yo-yo. I go out to take care
of someone for a couple hours, and I may or may not have someone else
right after that, so I come back home, go out for another couple hours,
go to another client, come home, go back out.... So, a normal schedule
will be very welcome, to provide more stability. My blood sugars have
dropped, and I've lost a little weight with my current schedule with
school and work. I'm on a roll. It's fun and exciting... But, at the
same time, I am feeling like I'm just getting to know some of these
people really well this semester, and just when we're getting to know
each other and such, it's time to move on... I've never had these
ambivalent feeling before. Maybe it's menopause approaching, I don't
know. I've never been overly sentimental, but, I'm finding myself in
this very predicament. I already know that I'm going to miss my
coordinator instructor, my clinic mentor, and some others.
Anyway,
it just feels like the seasons are changing too fast. I probably won't
attend graduation, but, I DO want to have some sort of cookout party.
It will be good to celebrate with friends, old and new. And I'm asking
for everyone to pray, send good karma, positive thoughts, etc... I
really do need to be able to find a regular work position with a regular
schedule, with at least a little bit better pay, because what I'm
hauling right now, isn't cutting it very well. Not that I'm
complaining, the home care agency I work for has been, at least somewhat
good to me. But, it's at this point in my life that I need to strive
for something bigger, better, and higher.
Thanks to you all.
