Not consistently, Bob. In fact only one gargantuan Cherokee aide (don't imagine Cher) has put me down for bed the past two nights and she is one who has dropped me already some months ago. She's about 300 pounds (145 kg). Fortunately, she only pulled a muscle in my hip joint. Only took a few weeks to recover from that incident.

I don't have much choice in the matter if I want to go to sleep.

A pretty little black student (they call themselves black down here. John Wayne and I don't like to further divide ourselves with hyphens) cut me yesterday with fingernail clippers and she cried like a baby thinking I might report her and she wouldn't get her CNA license. Then my regular aide pointed out the scars that everyone else put on my head and face. She begged to be my aide when she gets her CNA license. She left one hand unclipped. I've come to recognize good students by the way they move either toward or away from tasks. Sheronda moved toward work. I want her as my aide and I will definitely recommend her to the Administrator. She has one more week of training but, already, she says that she loves me. How can I argue such flawless logic?

Donny

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