Day 36: 40 Hours Remaining

I proudly handed the the woman my final time sheet today. She looked at me through exhausted eyes from behind the glass window on the second floor of the Hill Street Traffic Court House, ie: Hell on Earth.

She grunted.

I was a little frustrated. Two hundred forty hours and I get a grunt? I mean, c’mon!

But I quickly got over it and realized I probably would be grunting if I had her job too. I’m not exactly sure how it is that this particular court house is able to smell like unwashed armpit regardless of the day of the week or time of the day, but it is. The lines in this courthouse make the Disneyland lines look like a dream. They even make those same lines at Disneyland shared with five crying toddlers desirable.

But when I actually take time to think of it, I’d be singing hallelujah to have ANY full time job right now. It’s just that this particular one DOES look especially excruciating.

I was quickly explained the rules of my next challenge: the wonderful world of CalTrans.

I have been ordered to do five days of hard labor, eight hours each day. I am to wear work boots which I don’t have, my only pair of long pants and a long sleeve shirt. At least it is December.

I will be working on a busy Los Angeles freeway. I have asserted that I have no health problems and am able to work hard. Does immense anxiety count? No.

At this point the clerk leans in towards me and gives me a stern, motherly eye. I am not, under any circumstances, to wear a low cut shirt. I dawns on me as she says this that if I’m leaning over picking up trash or branches or what have you and a driver catches an eye of my cleavage we’re all done for. There is no underestimating the desperation of some skyscraper cubicle slaves.

This is the part of my sentence the judge took extra care to explain would be difficult for me– the hard work on the freeway, not the covered up cleavage, I mean. This makes me almost excited to meet this challenge head on. After all, according to my old operations manager, I am “the hardest working person” she knows.

When I was finally given the paper that told me where to report and who to report to, I thanked the clerk and headed to the elevator. As the elevator doors began to close I noticed the words “Conviction type: Misdemeanor.” Now, I know that’s a typo. But oh, wouldn’t that have been grand!? To wake up one morning and find out I’m not a felon after all? I mean, I honestly would’ve done all the homeless shelter work and this CalTrans work for free if the someone just asked. I love serving people. I love cleaning up, organizing, helping the environment. If this was what I’m supposed to do with my life, why didn’t someone just ASK?

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Katie McCall was born at Pomona Valley Hospital in Southern California by scheduled c-section as a frank breech due to the current medical system insistence that breeches should always be delivered that way. Katie's father's family was filled with teachers, her mother's family was filled with healers. It is no surprise then, that she went on to have her own two children and spend her adult life involved in a combination of teaching and healing through midwifery, childbirth education, doula work and serving families in Southern California. Katie attended USC for her general education and then went on to study with the American Academy of Husband Coached Childbirth to become a certified childbirth educator. Shortly thereafter, she certified as a birth doula (labor assistant) with the Association of Labor Assistants and Childbirth Educators. Katie was also mentored through a pregnancy and birth support business called The Birth Connection in Glendale, CA, which Katie later purchased and expanded to include a 1500 square foot education facility, retail store and birthing center. She enrolled in midwifery school and apprenticed with the midwives who ran the birth center as well as with midwives who attended homebirths. She sold her business to pursue her midwifery education full time in 2006 and passed her midwifery (NARM) exam to become a Certified Professional Midwife in 2008. She went on to gain her Midwifery License from the State of CA Medical Board in 2010. Katie has received supplementary education in lactation to become a lactation educator, vaginal birth after cesarean support, support of sexual abuse survivors, aromatherapy and is neonatal and CPR certified. She assisted over 500 couples through childbirth education and attended over 550 births as of 2011. As a Southern California native, she has a wide range of experience, serving mothers from diverse backgrounds. She believes her job is one of empowering women to develop their own trust and connection with their bodies and their babies during their own unique journey into motherhood. If she has learned anything through her experience with birth, it is that every birth is as different as the women who are laboring. On August 17th, 2011 Katharine “Katie” McCall, a licensed midwife, was convicted of practicing medicine with out a license for a 2007 birth she assisted as a student. The charge arose from a home birth where Katie's supervising midwife could not arrive because she was at another birth. Instead of leaving the family to birth unassisted, Katie stayed. She recommended that the family transfer to the hospital and the family refused. They were aware that she was only a student midwife and that she was unable to secure an overseeing mid View all posts by supportmidwifekatiemccall

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