Ah, the residents

Couldn't do my job without 'em. Aside from the obvious, that I wouldn't have a job if they weren't there, they keep me going.

As I just posted, I have felt like ass all week, and continue to do so. But, I still had to do grocery shopping for the home. So, I packed up Tricia, our highest-functioning client, and off we went. I sort of had a list, but I was kind of pushing the cart zombie-like. So, Tricia actually did the shopping, I just pushed the cart and paid. Consequently, we have lots of chicken, hot dogs, macaroni and cheese, spaghetti, etc. at the home right now. Not that the other residents will object, as they all love that stuff too. Tricia kept looking me like I was off my rocker; every time she'd ask for something, I'd be like "Sure... yeah... whatever... pudditinnacart..." :P Oh well, at least they're fed!