It's a Monday all right

Wow. Work is kicking my butt today. My back is killing me, my right knee keeps giving out and my feet hurt.

I love being a caregiver. I really do. However, I do not understand how some people do this for their whole working life.  My body feels shot just for doing it as long as I have. I come home and plug in my heating pad before I even kiss fiancé hello. 

I'm in my twenties! 

One of my coworkers has worked as a CNA for decades. Good lord. 

It doesn't help that one of our favorite residents, the one we called Princess, passed away last night. Our routine is shot and we keep looking for her. 

I'm ready to call it a day. Can I go home yet?