Rule Wednesday

Ah yes, I was wondering when the school would get around to the rules. Today was my lucky day, the day I was anticipating!

Don't get me wrong, I am all about rules. I approve whole heartedly on rules like:

---no guns or switchblades
---no sexual harrassment
---uniforms must be clean
---no alcohol or drug abuse
---no visable cleavage (I think that should include not only upper front but lower rear but hey, I don't make the rules) Of course this shouldn't be too much of a problem...I didn't see a Plumber Program.
---I can even make the exception on the 12 mph on campus grounds...don't really like it but...don't know that any car will only go 12 mph but...yes, I have been behind the occasional '98 Oldsmobiles and Buicks on the highway that only seem to go 12 but....

Anyway, you get my point. I can understand and abide by most rules. Notice I state...MOST. First, before I go into too much detail, for those of you who know me, I am 47 years old. Today they said that we could not leave campus before class is released at 2:55 UNLESS we go to the office and get a permission slip to leave. So, in other words, if I have a doctors appointment at say 3:15 and I need to leave at 2:50, I will need to leave class 15 minutes early to walk clear down to the office to get my permission slip to walk clear accross campus to get in my car just to leave 5 minutes early at the age of 47. Hmmmm....the next rule was all based on attendance issues. Well didn't you just say how important it was for my butt to be in class every day, all day but now I have to waste the last half an hour of the class day to get a permission slip to leave 5 minutes early??? Maybe tomorrow we will get the details of the class skating party! My mom can drive us if your dad can pick us up!

As the rules progressed we were on to HIPAA rules. Good rules. I am sure all of us are quite aware that I can't say who is in the hospital for rehab, you don't want me telling everyone that your mother bit the technician who tried to take blood, etc. So that is a good rule. But so help me, if I see Elvis or MJ in any of our wards, I am blabbing to the first rag mag that I can find that talks 7 digits. Sorry folks but I can be bought.

Being back in school brings back so many memories....just today one classmate stated that he was on a med that made him feel homicidal. No, not suicidal, HOMICIDAL. Needless to say, I gave him my PB&J sandwich and milk money immediately and then continued by stuffing myself in my locker to save him the time and trouble. Ahh yes, just like being a Freshman all over again!

Another memory just shot off one of my remaining neurons....class President, Treasurer, etc will be picked in less that 4 weeks! Right after I get my permission slip to leave for my doctors appointment next Monday, I am going to race home and grab my tempera and paint my posters! If anyone wants to help me, feel free to ask your mom if you can go out on a school night and let's party! Root beer Shastas on me!

Are you asking yourself now if I am the proud owner of some bitterness where the rules come in to play? Okay yes. It's kind of like the seat belt laws. I don't get it. If I want to take the chance of being smashed in my own car, then so be it. My passengers should also have the right to take that gamble. My sister would assume that any of you that have ridden with me behind the wheel (and are #1-- still alive and #2--not taking some serious mediciations because of the Post Tramatic Syndrome issues) is like taking your car title to Vegas but that is her story, not mine. Yes, I always wear my seat belt but should it be a law if I want to lick the front grill of a Mack truck? Hmmmm....I don't think so.

Anyway, Rules Wednesday was kind of a dissapointment. It made me angry, it made me question if I should change schools, (maybe I shouldn't have chosen a correctional school as my first choice...just kidding), become a total rebel and cross that fine line and drive 14 mph in the lot and see what happens, or just abide by the rules and be a good girl.

I have until tomorrow afternoon at 2:55 to drop out without cost. Of course that makes me wonder that if I decide at 2:15 to take a walk out to my car, drive away and never go back...do I still have to stop for that permission slip?

Today I gave my first bed bath to a full sized mannequin. As you will remember back to yesterday, I had Lefty, my first amputee. After studying dilligently last night on bed baths, I got stuck with the same mannequin but I now believe in miracles. Upon entering the lab, I had built up such a rapport with Lefty yesterday, I went to his bedside to see how his bowling team was doing without him. I pulled back the covers and SHAZAM! His hand was underneath the top sheet! I immediately broke down into tears and assured him that everything was going to be okay. Now you ask yourselves....what did I do? I realize that I am only 3 days into school at this point but I took it upon myself to reattach the hand. YES! All by myself I was responsible for getting this small child back on his bowling league!! It felt so gratifying! I had saved someone from having to resort to the chess team and back on the road to a full bowling scholarship. It was unbelievable! The rush! So, onto my full mannequin. Not a good story. After following the "bath rules" one by one, I get down to the instruction of lifting the breast and cleaning the fold. No problem. OH IT IS IF YOUR BREAST IS BEING HELD TO YOUR CHEST BY WORN OUT VELCRO! Needless to say, it went flying accross the bed only to land in the hand of Lefty.....just kidding, it just kind of flopped on the ground, under the bed. I am not sure if I got counted down for this or not but if so I will probably not be needing a permission slip to leave the campus.

Better luck tomorrow I guess.