oh my god stories about my cna experience are pretty funny cause i used to have a least 15 or 18 residents to myself and they all went at the same time ha ha and 8 of them needed showers so i had to go back to school to much work with less pay.

when i first became a cna this was along time ago my very first job was working in a nursing home for school credit but there was this little old lady blanch was her name and belive me i remember her very well, but blanch didnt wiegh probably 90 pounds soking wet, well all the girls on my wing says to me you better watch out for blanch shes mean as hell. i said come on what can that little old lady do. i go into her room introduce myself tell her i will be her aid for the night, so i proceed to approch her she says what are you going to do to me i said get you ready for bed, she said like hell you are and the next thing i knew that little old lady bit me got her cain proceeded to hit me im yelling help help it took two aids to get her off me. well needless to say blanch thought every aid in there was her daughter her daughter was i guess not very nice to her so she figured i guess i may be old but i can still whip ass. blanch lived to be 92 yrs old and she fought till the day she died god bless her.

Im a med tech i get a $1 more than CNA $11/HOUR. A regular CNA wipes BM’s all day. And just because you are a Meciation Aide doesn’t exclude you from that work i gotta do that work along with BMs.

Oh how fun, my gosh there are so many stories, everyday as a CNA is like an episode of Saturday Night Live!

When I first started I saw the board going up with the room assignments and the head CNA was bowing his head and blushing and giggling when he changed a room and added it to mine.

The other CNA's grinned and chuckled as they walked away.

I peaked in the room and there was this beautiful 97 year old lady, with long silver hair running like a shining stream over her shoulder.  She smiled a little and put her hand out to me, "come here dear, I want to see you".

I walked over to her and she said " a little closer, don't be afraid, I only have one leg, and my left eye is blind" then she whispered something I could barely hear and i leaned into her.  She stroked my hair gently and said "there, there, I won't hurt you, would you like to hold my doll".

I called another CNA to help me get her out of bed.  I told her "now we are going to get up, I am very gentle" while I took my gait belt from around my waist and moved her doll.  I put my arms around her and pushed her hips to hang her leg over the side, when I looped the gait belt behind her back::::::::::::::::::she flailed and kicked, then took the belt and strapped me with it over and over and over.  She grabbed my pony tail and held me down screaming "don't ever try to take my baby".  When I pryed her fingers loose from my hair, I looked at the door and all of the CNA's were standing there watching,,,,,,"Oh" the head CNA laughed "did I mention that Gerta is combative"?

I went home thinking "a 97 year old woman beat the crap out of me today".

LOL