Starting Over is Scary

Short Stories

I feel like I haven't posted in a while but a lot has happened so I thought I would write some short stories. I will call my first one...Painting. So my aunt and I decided to paint the hallway upstairs, the stairway, and the laundry room. She wanted a white ceiling and tan-ish walls. I enjoyed painting but thought I might die when I got on a ladder on the stairs to paint the incredibly high ceiling. Remember this is a hundred year old house with narrow creaky scary stairs. My aunt didn't want to do the painting there because she is almost done with the school year and didn't want to start her summer out in a body cast.
Work
I do get pretty decent hours at work but get paid very little. I don't think that I have shared much about work so here is a little bit. I am working with three different groups. The baby room is 11 infants from 3 months to 12 months. You can guess what goes on there. Eat, sleep, and poop. With some screaming thrown in just for fun. If you want to know what a super-mom is, visit the baby room when all 11 kids are there. The transition room and the kids who are a year to about a year-and-a-half. I like this group although it is also crazy because they eat, sleep, and poop a lot. Then the next group is the year-and-a-half to 2-and-a-half kids. These ones are a lot of fun because they can talk! We do all sorts of fun stuff like dance, sing songs, paint, and eat weird food. I think that the "boss" is giving me hours because I can work with all three groups. Some of the other people don't want to work with other groups. I guess that I have plenty of experience huh?
The FLU
Speaking of work, last week we had an interesting day. I was working in the transition room because I brought a 12 month old over to visit. After nap the kids get up, sit at the table, and read books. One little boy had a diarrhea blowout and lucky me, I got to change him. He felt really warm so I checked his temperature. At I was doing that, another little girl threw up on the table. We had spaghetti for lunch, not pretty. So the boy had a temperature of 102 but the girl didn't. We called the little boy's mom to come get him but decided not to call the girl's mom since she didn't have a temperature and seemed to be acting fine. For a few minutes anyway. She threw up again and again and again. Four times in about 45 minutes. It was nasty. Then another girl sat up, started crying and threw up all over herself. Both girls went home. Then another went home for a high fever. And another started throwing up and went home. So we have 8 kids in the room. One is already home sick and 5 go home throwing up or with diarrhea and high fever. It was strange. When I went home, I started throwing up. The next day one more kid was sick. That is how fast germs can spread. And we bleach toys and tables and changers every time we use them. It was crazy. But one of the doctors said that the flu is especially violent and the diarrhea can last up to 10 days!! That is a lot of diapers and not nearly good enough ventilation.
Well I suppose that is enough fun for now.

posted by Erin @ 8:29 PM