Nursing Assistant's Prayer

[Jenny_07]

I was looking through one of my old class text books and came accross this and thought it would be cute to post.

As I enter into my place of calling,

I ask for strenght as I help those in needing.

Hide my tears for the sick and aging,

And let my smile be the hope they're seeking.

Guide my hands as they do for them the

things they cannot do,

And we take for granted.

Allow my eyes to see those things that make

my stay with them a blessing.

Provide the words i need to speak

To let them know I love them so.

As I do my work throughtout the day

It is for my residents that i stay,

And for my residents that I pray.

[CoffeemateCNA]

That's a very nice prayer. I have one, too, and it goes something like this:

May there be briefs and chux to last the week

I don't want my residents' pants to leak

if we run out, we'll be in a rut

I'll be so mad I'll kick some butt

I love my residents, but when they spit

kick and scream and punch and hit

it makes my job just kinda hard

I hope for life I won't be scarred

Coworkers are awesome, or so they say

but mine don't make for a brighter day

they gossip, swear, and act real lazy

so sometimes I think that they're quite crazy

All in all, my job is good

my residents love me (or so they should)

so when I leave there for the day

I pray tomorrow's shift will be okay

I should have been a poet instead of a CNA (right?).

[fuzzywuzzy, CNA]

You can totally tell what kind of day I had from reading this (hint: it was BAAAAD).

my neck is stiff

my back is strained

my nerves are shot

my feet are pained

my bra is damp

with cleavage sweat

i stepped in pee

my feet are wet

I cannot wash

as I've been taught

when 2 washcloths

are all I've got

I'll just use one

for peri-care

the other cloth

for everywhere

and then I'll grab

a pillowcase

to wash the crud

off of your face

I see the clock

It's getting late

this is the part

I really hate

I'm thirsty

and I need the john

but there's no time

I must press on

a crazy family

is on the bell

they say their mother

has a smell

I dutifully

go get the lift

how many hours

till end of shift?

and then it's lunch

they're serving fish

could they have picked

a grosser dish?

it's last rounds now!

time to commode

a dose of MoM

made all explode

there are no cloths

there are no chux

scrubbing butts

with TP sucks

the end is near

it's time to race

the supervisor's

on your case

there are some things

she wants to know

like ambulations

and I&Os

if you had a chance

you'd chart them now

but time does simply

not allow

her interruptions

set us back

I hate it when

she's on the attack

though the day is done

I still feel stressed

this job is making

me depressed

but finally it's

my off-weekend

the weather's nice

it's a godsend!

they call and ask

if I'll come to work

it's overtime

which is a perk

I know I should

but I resist

do I look like

a masochist?