August 30, 2004
Aimee's First Day of School
Rising at the truly heroic hour of 7:24 in the very a.m., Aimee marched off to her first day of class. It was mostly a day of orientation, in which a great many well-meaning people in charge demonstrated a marked lack of organization. Making the transition from resting to active state infused Aimee with a deep hunger for detailed scheduling, and she came home from school knowing only a little more than when she left.
Things will become more clear, of course, as she’s due to get her syllabubs… er, sometime this week? Meanwhile, she watches movies off the school of nursing’s internet site on the correct way to make a bed with the patient still lying in it. Truly a task worthy of David Copperfield (the younger and nonfictional).
Other upcoming highlights: a lab day in which the nursing students practice giving baths to each other. The lab teacher cheerfully suggested the fresh-faced class to "wear swimsuits, or be okay with getting wet as we will be using real water." No doubt there’s an entire internet site somewhere out there dedicated to that very theme, but some things need to be learned in person.
It was the first day, which was a day we’d been working toward for a few years. Of course, there will also be a last day of school, which is ostensibly the point, but the first day is always the most exciting. There will be challenges and tests and things that will just freak us out, but even with all that in the future there is the ever-present fact that we are here, we have made it.
Yeah, Aimee! Off on your own grand adventure! You certainly look perky.
I have now reached the point in my own life when I seem compelled to grumpily say that by 7:24am I have already been at work 39 minutes! My hours seem to be getting earlier and earlier. Jd & I now leave the house at 6:15-- when the world is still asleep but for drowsy commuters and huge trucks delivering Nilla Wafers to Fred Meyer.
Posted by: Kris at September 2, 2004 09:09 AMaimee appears to be toting the very same coffee mug that joel had on his first day of school... Does joel no longer need coffee after he's left the house? do you plan to alternate days of who gets the coffee?
Also, i will note that joel's first day picture had significantly more pixels, and was nicely centered... Also, if you're looking back to joel's to compare... what is that in his hand? a cookie? piece of toast? slab of ham? i just can't tell.
Clever observations, Seeger; you have astutely pointed out the lack of pixels, due, apparently, to the lack of time (as it were) ... I will confide in you, and only you, because you are a friend and because you live in birthplace of the reuben sandwich: Joel is holding a slice of my mother's banana bread.
Posted by: Aimee at September 2, 2004 05:31 PM