I was in memory care tonight. It lasted forever. 2 straight days of Tiosha and Klamidia put a #2 pencil in my eye. When your out numbered it sucks. Now there "cutting" hours by making peeps go home 1/2 hour early. It feels so good to know that this hot mess of a place isn't going to last forever. One of the residents didn't come to dinner. As dinner was coming to a close I realized it and mentioned it. The look Tiosha gave me she would have loved to kill me. We were both at the same table feeding residents. I wasn't in the mood to fight. I just don't have it in me. You don't have to have bruises for abuse. I had my own hands full with my peeps and the constant bending killed me.
Just tired and cranky. I didn't even eat at work. This is going to be one crazy ride and it's just starting. Better get some sleep. I'm beat.
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