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Three weeks as of today. I have not thrown up. I'm not exactly happy about this. I look in the mirror and once again hate who I see looking back at me.

Day One

At noon today I stepped into a whole new world. I looked around me and thought to myself...I can't do this. What have I gotten myself into.
I looked around me. Is really how some people will send their last days. It made me sick. I thought, here sitting in front of me is a woman. She was someones daughter, she could be someones Mother or even Grandmother. But here she sits and its me feeding her and not a family member.
Here this woman is, she lived a full life....and now she sits here and cant do anything for herself, or even talk.
What am I doing here, I asked myself again.

All those thoughts ran through my head in a matter of minutes. Then I took a deep breath and lifted the spoon to her mouth. I'm here because I'm supposed to be.

Finding My Place

With one week of school behind me, I have realized that I may have finally found my true place in the world of careers.
I'm ready to get to my unit and meet the Residents, whom I will be helping take care of.
Before even going to class, all I could think about was the money I was going to be making. Now all I can think about is that those Residents are alot more important than any pay check.