Cont'd Entry 8/8/2002
Onto more cheerful things..It's Thursday. You know what that means? VOLUNTEER SERVICE!!! I never thought I'd be so excited about going to a psych ward. The kids there are just SO COOL and so appreciative of everything, and I just feel good going there. And after today's shananigans, I needed to be cheered up. MCHL left. I was pretty depressed about that. Its the only thing I hate about the hospital--they never tell you when a kid is leaving, so I don't get to say good-bye. Its especially depressing because MCHL has a little brother in the ward, DNY. MCHL's 13 and DNY is 5. Cutest boys you could ever hope to meet. Ronald, my boss, once told me why they were there, and it was pretty depressing. Its even sadder because they split the two boys up. DNY worships his brother.
The ward is almost all boys now, except for a little Spanish girl. I'll call her FLOWER, because that's what her name means. Anyway, FLOWER's got some real mental issues, and is a huge brat, so I tend to just steer clear. The boys are so cool. They all gave me hugs when I came in today, which is rare. DNY informed me that he got married to Darcy, the intern. It was pretty funny, since he was so serious about it.
CLOS is another awesome boy. Very charming, very cool kid. He's eleven; in about 5 years, he's going to be driving girls crazy. Ron never told me why he was there, but I can guess. Sad...Half my campers are spoiled as all hell and don't deserve what they have and my hospital kids...they deserve all the good stuff the world has to offer, but have nothing. As my dad always says, "Money doesn't care who owns it."
Moving on...the boys kept asking me when my last day was. It was sad because they were really concerned and I don't want to leave them. After I leave, or they do, I'll never see them again. I still wonder about the kids who already left. I hope they're doing OK and nobody'd hurting them anymore...
So we all went to gym as usual and did activities with a parachutue. It was pretty entertaining. Everything else was pretty uneventful. Usually we have 'group' on Thursdays. 'Group' is a mandatory activity every week, which is meant to be fun, but is also meant to teach the kids something. This week, though, we went down to the adult psych ward to do an activity with the recreational therapist there. (Ron is also a rec therapist). Walking through the adult psych ward made me so upset...I don't want my kids to end up here. (When I refer to 'my kids,' I mean the children I work with). That's why I've decided to be a child psychiatrist. I want to help children like the ones I work with.
As a sidenote, I've decided that I love a certain name. There were two MTTW's on the floor since I've been working there. One MTTW left, and I hope he's doing well, and another is new to the ward. Both are just the sweetest things...If I ever have a son, that's what I'll name him.
So yes..I think I've basically covered eveything. No 'phobia of the day' tonight, because it's what screwed up my last entry...
G'night..
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