Today is my 6th day of working in a row, between both jobs, and I feel like I've been working non-stop. My brain wanted so much to believe that yesterday was Monday, and I had to sadly remind myself I still have another shift to get through before I have a whole day off. It's ok though. I still get such an incredible amount of anxiety before I have to go in for work for no logical reason. I always worry, "What if someone falls, or turns for the worse and I need to send them out, and then I get horribly behind in my med pass and then I'm at work incredibly late trying to catch up, and then my boss yells at me?" Every. Darn. Day. I rarely get behind because of something I have control over. Whether someone falls or gets sick enough to be sent to the hospital, I have really no control over it. And I have to remind myself, even when I have gotten behind, I get it all done, one way or the other. Everyone gets taken care of, and only a few really ever get so mad at me for being late when I thank them for their patience. Most are understanding, the ones who aren't , well, they are gonna be pissed no matter what I say and I just gotta let it roll off my back.
The nurses who were making me feel bullied have surprisingly been nicer to me lately. I am sure it is because the two new nurses are making far more careless mistakes than I ever did, and maybe this is helping them realize I'm not so bad after all? Sure, I feel bad for the newbies, but its only limited because they really are making a ton of mistakes that I just don't understand. Regardless, it does help to feel like I'm no longer at the bottom of the food chain, and that maybe I'm earning some respect from them. It makes going to work a little easier.
On the flip side, some doctors are incredibly large assholes. I'm sorry, doctor, that I had to page you twice before you finally responded, and that you get to deal with your partner's decision to order a PT/INR on a weekend (although he had good reason given critically high results mid week that required retesting after holding the coumadin for several days). I'm sorry YOU were on call instead of him, because I'm sure he would have been far more understanding than you were. I can't order labs, I have no say in what date they are done, I can only follow orders. So bitching about "why is this, why is that?" does no good, because I can't answer that for you, only your partner, who is a doctor, can.
I've had a lot of experience dealing with doctors. I've worked with them for years, and its easier once you have time to get to know them and how to approach them. So, some doctors are just naturally insufferable and asshole-like, but I have always been able to find my angle with them, something to like. How to return the attitude in a way that won't make them bite my head off, but make them see I've got some valid reasons for asking them what I am asking. But, now that I'm a nurse, I am just gonna have to accept that the luxury of getting to know each doctor on a pretty good basis is gone. We have a handful of doctors at work that see most of our residents, but of course, there are a good amount that see their own doctor that results in me talking to asshole partners on the weekend. *shrug*
It's been pretty busy outside of work as well. It's all good things, but I've had little downtime. Hopefully, tomorrow we can lounge by the pool in the afternoon for a little bit if the weather cooperates. I think this Sunday is our last true free day for a while. Again, all good things, but sometimes it is just nice to not have anything planned, and be able to recharge without feeling guilty .... like you wasted a whole day. Those days are definitely more easier to come by in winter, which I'm secretly wishing for in my heart a little. New sweaters always delight me. :)
I've also been reading the Hunger Games. Mike decided to watch it the other night, and I watched as well despite my defiance of this trendy book phenomenon the last year. And I loved it. It really wasn't as blood, guts, and gore that I thought it would be. Sure, all of that was there, but it wasn't totally just one big blood bath. And per my usual, I HAD to read the books. I've already finished the first two and working on the 3rd. It was like this when I read the 50 shades trilogy, which I was so incredibly resistant to following the trend. I had heard it was poorly written (entirely true, BTW) and thought the whole idea was stupid, but once I started, I finished all 3 within a matter of a week or so. Anyway, the Hunger Games books are really good, and as a result, I'll try not to be so stubborn about these hyped up book trends. Maybe I'll even break down and read the Harry Potter books (I've only watched the movies, which again, I didn't want to like them, but I did).
Yeah, and my whole drinking more wine thing? Doesn't really work so well when you work in the evening. I've had maybe ONE night where I could actually enjoy some wine because that was the day I worked in the morning at the dental office. Maybe this next week, lol. :)
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