Literally.
A4.
Students quietly watching movie.
Mrs. Stewart quietly typing tomorrow's lesson plan.
Student gets up.
Student barfs.
It landed mostly on the floor, but some landed on one student's backpack. I felt awful for both of the students--the puker and the receiver of the puke. I had to clean the poor backpack and remain calm and wear my latex gloves because the school nurse tells us, "If it's warm, wet, and not yours, wear gloves!" It has really put me out of sorts for some reason. I can't think clearly. Probably because all I can think about is a shower and not eating for a while.
9 comments:
Oh gosh. That is disgusting. Don't they have a janitor for crap like that?
Amen, sister friend! Way must the teacher always deal with everyone's crap!? Poor you. That's just nasty. I HATE cleaning up puke...it's the one thing that REALLY REALLY gets to me!
Are you okay now? Did you step out and get some air?
You're a saint.
EW!!!
The janitor did come in and help with the main mess on the floor. Thank goodness! I don't know if I could have handled it.
I have a worse vomit story but I won't share. Let's just say the Dr. I work for says "Dog vomit is just as bad as the human stuff."
I HATE throw up. It's the one body fluid I have serious issues with, although I discovered working in the rest home, that I could handle it much better with latex gloves on....
Surely vomit isn't the ONLY exciting thing happening in your life!?
NEW POST ALREADY!
How were the bridals? :)
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