Your slit tongues licked my aching wounds
Mar. 3rd, 2011 08:42 pmSo this week was supposed to be easy as compared to last week. Instead, I found my runaway sixteen-year-old client, complete with her newborn son. Everything suddenly became very complicated, complicated enough for the judge to visibly want to bash her head against something. I spent a full 8 hours in court, and that wasn't counting the transporting of the child. That was the longest I've spent alone with an infant. I'm positive I was more scared than he was. My co-worker was in court that day, too, and she repeatedly asked if I would be okay, while the baby slept merrily on.
Where I live, if you're a caseworker and you have an infant on your caseload, you need to visit that infant once a week. Until now, I only had one infant. By the end of the month, I'm going to have three. Please, kill me now.
I've been writing in my notebooks, and I even bought more notebooks as I've been slowly destroying my older ones. They get a lot of wear-and-tear, poor things. Unfortunately, by the time I get home, I tend to just want to curl up somewhere, so little has been typed. Sorry?
On a happier note, my travel mileage for February is going to be awesome...except I need time to sit down and get everything typed and ready to turn in for it. *facepalm*
Where I live, if you're a caseworker and you have an infant on your caseload, you need to visit that infant once a week. Until now, I only had one infant. By the end of the month, I'm going to have three. Please, kill me now.
I've been writing in my notebooks, and I even bought more notebooks as I've been slowly destroying my older ones. They get a lot of wear-and-tear, poor things. Unfortunately, by the time I get home, I tend to just want to curl up somewhere, so little has been typed. Sorry?
On a happier note, my travel mileage for February is going to be awesome...except I need time to sit down and get everything typed and ready to turn in for it. *facepalm*
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Date: 2011-03-11 02:31 am (UTC)I'm the baby of four, so I rarely had to deal with babies. It doesn't help that when I think of babies, I think of the furry ones...like the one randomly pouncing my coat. Wha...?
I've been away from home a lot, but I always have my notebooks with me. Unfortunately, I haven't really had time to transfer the stuff in the notebooks to a typed format. So many notebooks...