Adventures in Residential Treatment
I have been working in residential treatment for about 8 1/2 years. To say there is never a dull moment is an understatement. I have been on hiking trips from Hades, I have fallen over fences chasing kids in an animal pen. I have had restrained a child in an open field in the middle of a thunderstorm, I have chased a kid down a street in the middle of the night, I have visited my share of psychiatric hospitals, I have tromped through the woods and the marsh in every weather condition imaginable. I have chased a snake out of a cabin, I followed a kid down a busy road and crossed the overpass of I-95, and the list could go on and on. The one experience that I have yet to have was evacuating for a hurricane. So far I have managed to escape this experience but I came close last week with Tropical Storm Fay. There is nothing like a storm to get your anxiety level up. Especially when it looked like the storm was going to go back into the ocean and then hit land as a hurricane. Luckily it did not do that, but here in South Georgia the threat of tornadoes is very real. That was what we more concerned about. So, last Thursday night 4 of us decided to stay and spend the night on campus just in case we were needed. Luckily during the night it went a little more south than they thought so we escaped the tornadoes. We did have lots of rain and wind but we counted ourselves lucky.