Work: Round 2

Ok so here is the story from last night at work. I’ll just change the names so it’s easier to keep straight.


As I got to work, the staff leaving told me that “Betty” (the same girl from the night before) had pooped in the shower while she hid from staff and left it so I needed to deal with that situation. I just waited that out for a while then confronted the girl. She completely denied it and flipped out saying that she wouldn’t clean it. I called the staff who had originally told me so that I could get the full story to make sure I wasn’t in the wrong if I was going to make her clean it. Long story short, it was not 100% that she did it but it was 90% so after a while I told her that she was going to have to clean it but there was lots going on at the time. We made dinner, and girls started their chores. I noticed the girl doing dishes (Amy) had stopped working. I went over there and got her to the couch. She was crying/screaming in pain. By the way she is pregnant and we just found out yesterday she’s having a girl. So, I ended up sending one of my staff to take her to the ER. In the mean time we just got things done with minor drama. After a bit, I told Betty that it was time for her to clean the bathroom so I took got her some gloves and a little bleach in a bottle and we went downstairs. Oh man, gross!!!! The bathroom smelled so bad and ugh I can’t believe someone would do something like this. But, Betty was in the bathroom cleaning the shower when she suddenly had the lid off of the bleach bottle and put it up to her mouth. Good thing I didn’t give her very much in the bottle but I instantly grabbed the bottle and she started dry heaving. Threw up some in the shower then proceeded to throw up a lot in the toilet. Another client was down there with us through all of this and brought me water. Betty refused to talk to me and said that she was leaving. At this point I had the other girl go upstairs with the other girls to get away. I allowed Betty into the sink area to wash her hands which she refused to do. She argued saying that she was leaving and pushed past me. I chased her into the living area where I was able to put my arms around her and redirect her to the couch. She punched me but didn’t connect very much. At this point Mary, the other staff, came down and helped me. Betty was lying on the couch and we rolled her onto the floor so that we could prevent her from throwing up more while being face up to prevent any choking. Also at this point we were able to use our ICP training to restrain her. In the process of getting into the restraint, Betty bit my left hand really hard for an extended time as well as pulling my hair with her right hand. She head butted me and slapped my head multiple times. She also kicked both Cami and Mary multiple times. We held her in this position for about 15 minutes before I had Mary get my cell phone and dial 911. With all of the commotion we called for another girl upstairs to come tell the police the address. While she was standing there, Betty kicked her too. We then remained in that position for a while with her screaming wonderful words of praise and happiness at I mean to me until the police arrived and hand-cuffed her. What an ordeal!!!! After the police and stuff left I had to do the incident report on the computer which took a while and I couldn’t start because a few of the other girls were freaking out about what had happened and how they were scared. Apparently I don’t understand the stress and emotions they were feeling. Do they think I am not a person and have no feelings of stress ever??? What had I just gone through!?!? Anyway, finally I got them to bed, did my reports, and went to clean up the bathroom a little bit until they could clean it today. Finally I got home and went straight to the shower where I stayed for a long time because I felt so gross between the poop, throw up, and bleach chemicals. Ugh. Today my hand is swollen, I have a headache, and my lower back hurts some but overall I am ok. I’ll just relax today and will hopefully be great by tomorrow. Ok, as I’m sitting here writing this, I just got a text telling me that Betty is coming back!!!! Today!!!! I don’t know why the crap they would send her back!!!! Well, I’m glad I don’t work again until Friday. Until then, I’ll be glad I’m not at work.