Lets pretend I work at a residential treatment center and that at one time I blogged about an alleged MRSA epidemic at work.  And lets just say, allegedly, that someone sent me an interesting article that was in the paper today about the alleged facility I work for. 

Lets pretend that one of the clients, a youth, actually has a mother that cares about him.  I know it's a stretch but work with me.  So lets say the kid got a bad case of MRSA.  And then the mom went to the media because she blames the alleged facility.  And then when the alleged director Twilly, who may or may not look like Chuckie's bride, is asked for a statement, she says there has only been one case of MRSA in the last year. 

And just for fun, lets pretend I'm really bad at math, but I think I can count to at least 10.  And even though Twilly allegedly intimated that I was a poor communicator, and that really pissed me off, I allegedly think someone might be a liar, liar, pants on fire.

Of course I'm not saying any of this is true, because I wouldn't want to be fired ( even though that would be illegal.)  And I wouldn't want to have anyone make my life a living hell, just because I wrote a possibly fictional or factual blog about work.

It would be really sad if the kid was still in the hospital and they don't know when he will get out.  It would also suck if someone made a statement about all ill clients being isolated, when the client attended groups and alleged meals. 

If I was an alleged director, I would say "no comment, we are doing an internal investigation."  or something along those lines.

Interesting that I'M the poor communicator.  But some people communicate so well, that they run off at the mouth without thinking first.  Or they are allegedly so arrogant, they make false statements, knowing full well, nothing will come of it.

I'm just glad none of this happened, and I work in a environment that would never be up for scrutiny.

I am also glad I only imagined the other cases of MRSA, because now I have nothing to worry about.

My computers ( both) are still sick ( well one is dead).  It's VERY frustrating.  I have no idea what is going to happen with this update.  I could easily get the boot, freeze, get an error message, have the computer just turn off randomly, get a message that pops up over and over and lot's of other fun stuff.

But I am going to give it a try. 

MRSA

"Safeway" has had a MRSA epidemic.  In  true Safeway fashion, they don't  start fixing things until well after major damage has been done.  MRSA as you may have seen in the news is a staph infection that does not respond to treatment.  We have had three kids in our classroom alone with MRSA.  I am not a paranoid person.  In fact, I am impatient with people who think they have every new thing on the news. I wasn't even worried about it, but  when I got a weeping sore on my ankle I thought I should go to the Safeway nurses. Their advice was to call my Dr. and have a culture done.  So I did.  My Dr.'s office had a triage nurse return my call.  The stupid receptionist had never heard of MRSA even though it has been all over the news and she works at a Dr.'s office.  I get a call back from the nurse

Nurse:  So, this is about MRSA?

Me: yes

Nurse in VERY sarcastic snotty tone:  SOOOO, you watched the news last night I suppose?

Me taken aback:  No, I work in a residential treatment center.  I work with kids.  We have an epidemic there.  Plus, I work with kids who may have compromised immune systems due to drug use, jail, and the streets.  So if I have it, I can't work.

Nurse:  Look, I have worked in nursing homes, hospitals and all kinds of places with MRSA my whole career.  I never got it.  Just use good hand washing techniques :annoyed sigh:
 
Me: I don't think your understanding me.  I do wash my hands.  And I am clean and careful.  I had a sore that was oozing and now it's not.  I went to THE NURSES and they told me to call YOU.  We have a MRSA epidemic, if I have it, I can't work.

Nurse:  I KNOW THAT.  And you know it's funny because I had a call from a school nurse today about a child's rash.  A sore or a rash is probably NOT MRSA.  But if you insist on having it cultured ( said in bitch tone) you can, but not until next week.

Me: No forget it.  And these are NOT school nurses, they work for the treatment facility, and we have had over 10 cases of MRSA where I work, so it isn't the same, but whatever.

Click

OMG.  I was so hoping I had MRSA ( got it checked at acute care, where a friend works) just so I could throw it back in nurses face.  When I called the acute care she told me to come in right away.

A doctor looked at it and said since it wasn't weeping anymore he couldn't do a culture, but it didn't look like it to him.  He told me how to treat it and said if it got worse to come back.

Like I said, I was almost disappointed.  I wanted to have the worst case of MRSA ever documented.  I wanted to be near death ( but not die of course).  I wanted to be on the news and tell the story of the mean nurse and how I could have died.

I wanted Safeway to be on the news and say  "  Our nurses did the right thing, we are so happy our star employee is going to live" 

Even though I hate Safeway sometimes.

I was hoping both Safeway and the Dr.'s office would settle my law suit out of court and I would have billions ( well millions).

But alas, I have no MRSA.  I could still get it though, so there's hope.

In other news, I got the biggest pumpkin from my pig farmer/acute care worker/ pumpkin grower friend.  I told her I needed a big pumpkin for work.  OMG this is 70 to 100 pounds.  I was thinking like a ten pounder.

I can't wait to bring it to work and upload pictures.  The boys are going to be so excited.

Jennie has updated here.  She tells about her week in Cape Town.  She also tells about her independent study project, but she leaves things out.  She told me she would most likely be working with prisoners.   Most likely rapists and their victims.  She also told me she might be living near the prison. 

Then she got mad when I acted worried.  ( Note to mom, this is not the same as you worrying about my non- MRSA) She said I ruined it now, when she was all excited. 

Daughters = drive me crazy.

Matt got two midterm grades back from his first semester at college.  Both A's.  I'm relieved and proud.  You never know how they are going to adjust and balance fun with school when they first go.

He stepped up.  I knew he would ( not really, but still).

If I don't get around, sorry.  I am glad I got to type this much.  I will be checking my comments at the library and this computer when it's behaving.  So please leave me some. 

It's always a highlight of my day.  Sad but true. 

And please go to Jennie's site and tell her I am NORMAL for worrying about the prison thing.  She also tells of SA. TV.

 Interesting stuff