CNA Life

What is a CNA? A CNA is a Certified Nursing Assistant. CNA Life, is amazing and extremely stressful as well. I've been getting so many questions about it lately so I thought I'd write a post about it that'd cover all the questions I've been getting asked. As a CNA you're lucky if you get to sit down for a few minuets in a 12 hour shift. 99% of the time you don't have time. In order to be able to sit down for even 5 minutes you have to hid in a bathroom or some place. We have to force each other to take our lunch break cause most of the time we all will work right through it. It's not that we don't want to take it but there are days we are extremely busy to where we can't take it. A CNA is the eyes and ears for our nurses we work with. If anything happens then we are the ones who have to tell the nurse right away. We have to do vital sign and keep the nurse updated if there is any slight change. If a resident is combative then we must tell the nurse. If someone is combative then you have to be extra careful cause you can become a punching bag. I've actually been a punching bag once ore twice. Ok, a lot more than that. They don't know their own strength anymore. I've walked away from a days work with bruises cause I've been hit hard.  There are days where we will be cussed out for no reason. It can be cause we aren't getting to them quick enough, noting doing something the exact way they want it done, or even just taking our break cause your co-worker forced you too. So it can be frustrating as well. You have to have a tough stomach for the job as well. I won't go into details but the job isn't all glitz and glam. In fact no part of nursing is. There are 2 things I've learn while working on the job is always have your co-workers back and always work as a team and then make time for your friends and family outside of work. The day will always go much better if your work together and not against each other. There are days when I want to just quiet but then I remember I'm here for a specific reason and God opened the door for me to be a CNA for a reason. I'm here to take care of people who can no longer take care of themselves. At the end of the week which a normal working shift for me is a 42 hours a week I'm exhausted, but then there are weeks where I'll work 50 or a little over 50 hours. When I first started working in 2 weeks I work 108 hours. That's 54 hours for one week. So I was extremely exhausted. So needles to say I never have nor will I ever work those hours again. As a CNA each one of us connects who each person differently. Like some of us get close to a specific person and their family. Even though there are week that you won't get your days off you never work a full shift but you still get frustrated cause you had stuff planed already so you have to postpone what you had planned and go to work. By the time you get there it's almost like your attitude changes completely and as it should cause you have to think of your residents and their safety. If you have the wrong attitude going in then you  don't think of them and their safety and can make a big mistake that can put them and their lives in danger or even yours in danger.   So needles to say I love my job and even though I'd want to quiet on the challenging days I wouldn't. 
The Bible verse I'm gonna add is very true to this job. 

Romans 12:15 " Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep." 

Life in America

Life in America is amazing and can be so stressful at times. What has life been life? Well, I started college on August 23rd and then I wasn't even there for 2 weeks before I had to drop out to health issues that led to having to have surgery too. So that stunk like crazy but, God had and has a reason for everything. Even if we don't understand why certain things happen we will find out once we see Christ face to face. But after all that happened then the Lord opened the door for me to go to a CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant) school that lasted for 2 weeks. I graduated from that school on October 4th and then on October 15th I got hired at Franciscan Villa. It's a nursing home. I then moved just like 3 weeks ago to my own apartment. It's weird to have my own place. It's very surreal that I'm on my own now with my own place. When you are just staring out on your own it can be kinda stressful since you are responsible for absolutely everything from paying your rent on time, and all your other bills, having money for gas, and even having enough money to live on till you get your next pay check. It can be stressful like I said but I know God provides for me and He is protecting me every step of the way. This is a way you grow and mature. 

The other day I saw this amazing sunrise as I was going to work.  It's a great reminder for me how great and big my God is. The sunrise is a great reminder that He is coming back again soon. In the 3 months that I've been working I've had 3 co-workers accept Christ into their lives. It's amazing that God is still at work in peoples lives as long as they let Him. It's been an amazing 3 months but hard and challenging as well. But God is letting things happen in my life for a specific reason to teach me to trust in Him everyday and with everything in my life to let Him have full control over it all. Great lessons learned already and still have lessons to learn. 

Moving to America

         
Remember from my previous post is stated that I'm an MK in Romania? Well that chapter of my life has come to the end at least being on the filed with my parents and working along side them. Someone always told me "Once an MK always an Mk."  Today (July 11th) is the day I'll be doing all the flying. I'll be traveling for more than 26 hours to get to my final destination in America. This whole transition isn't easy at all! It's really hard in certain aspects. I'm leaving the only home I ever knew and moving to practically a foreign country for me. One of the hard parts is not knowing when I'll be able to come back. I'll greatly miss everyone here. My family especially and I can't forget my beloved doggy Cody! There are several word that have been repeated to me over and over again. They are Trust God WITH everything, and to continue to have a personal relationship with Christ. Cause a lot of teens after they leave they don't do these exact things. Those specific words keep repeating in my mind over and over again. OK, so let's go back to the journey to America. We left Cluj-Napoca, Romania at 6:35 a.m. and we got into Munich, Germany at 7:10 a.m. then I walked with dad as far as I could before he had to go through passport control. After he went through I watched him get to his gate then left. I went to find someplace to sit and start writing this blog post of the whole journey process. My flight over the Atlantic doesn't leave till 11:40 a.m. so I still have a little bit till I will go to my gate and go through passport control too. I'm suppose to arrive in Houston, Texas at 4:10 p.m. then have a 6 hour layover then leave there at 9:50 p.m. and arrive into Tulsa, Oklahoma where my dad will pick me up at 11:40 p.m. To say we'll be tired would be an understatement. But we are excited to see the family again. Dad saw then all at Christmas time but. I've not seen them for 2 years. We two already greatly miss mom but thankfully she'll be joining us not to long from now. She's just waiting on some friends of our to arrive who will stay in our home to take care of it and the puppy dog too. I'll update further but I currently need to start making my way to my gate.  Well I landed in Houston, Texas ahead of schedule and just breezed through customs and then security. It was so easy!  Once I'm done there I head off to go find something to eat. If you know me you'd know I had to go find Chick-fil-A! So I was off to go find it. I went and took the skytrain to the B concourse and found the best fast-food restaurant in the southern part of America. Then I waited for 6 house till my flight was ready to leave from Houston, Texas to Tulsa, Oklahoma. The flight was 1 hour and 4 minuets long. That's got to be the shortest flight I had ever been on that I can recall. I finally made it to Tulsa where my dad and the family we are staying with meet me keep in mind my dad had also been traveling all day as well and by the time I got into Tulsa it was almost 11:30 p.m. He (being my dad) got into Tulsa at 5:30 p.m. so by the time I got in he was exhausted. Then by 12:20 a.m. we got to the house and went to bed! 

Missionary Kids Life

Being a MK (Missionary Kid) is definitely different than a normal childhood. We are kinda held at a higher standard since we are missionary kids. People look to see what mistakes we make. The young people in churches think that we are sometimes better than they are. But that's not TRUE!!! We are just like anyone our age. A lot of people say that we "sacrifice" a lot to go to a different country and minister to the people of that specific country. People in America say we sacrifice our family we left behind since we will see them every 3-5 years at a time, our friendships with people our own age, and even certain food we can't get in the specific country. As a TCK (third-culture kid) it's hard to make friendships with the native kids that are around you. As an MK we are most likely homeschooled due to the culture difference and language barrier between us but there are some who put their kids in the public school. There's neither a correct nor a wrong way when it comes to the schooling  for the kids. What works best for you and your family is generally what is done. I've had people tell me as an American doing home school that I'm not actually doing what I am here for because I'm not getting out to minister to the people of the country I serve in but, I disagree. Why? I am out ministering to people a lot either through tract distribution or even hanging out with my neighbors and witnessing to them. We do a lot of work as missionaries. We are always working in the churches that we have started. We either play an instrument, take up the offering (the boys do that,) teach Sunday school, and play with the kids after the church service is over. We normally are the first to get to the church but we are also the last to leave. In my specific church after the church service is over people will hang around to fellowship with one another. They will fellowship generally for about 30 minuets but they can even fellowship for up to 1 hour after the preaching is done. It depends, every Sunday and Thursday is different. I'm gonna go ahead and close this here. Keep an eye out for upcoming posts! I'm hoping to post more soon! Thank you for taking the time to read this.