School so far.

I know we have only gone to three classes. Two lectures and one clinical day, but any class that can hold my attention for four solid hours is a great class. Our teachers are hilarious. I wish I could have gotten pictures of the instructor portraying inappropriate behavior with her RED thong showing when she bent over the bed, over the thong a tattoo, two more tattoos, popping gum, and cell phone plastered to her ear. We could hardly hear the "good" nurse over the laughter of the class. We were very disappointed the next day to find our her tattoos had been applied by Sharpies though. Now Richard understands why after working at two different nursing homes, I am so incredibly anal about making the bed. It was drummed into me at work. He was much more understanding last night when we made our own bed, instead of the usual "ach!!!", we cooperated quite nicely. Oh yeah, and I know how to wash my hands now!!