I have been a nurse for 24 years, but out of the hospital for 20.
I recently, in a temporary state of insanity, left a position
where I had worked for ten years.
Like so many places that employ nurses, there was little postitive feedback, nurses were treated rudely by MD's, and as time went on the most important thing in the company was "How much money did we make today?".
I needed to increase my income, and since there was no hope of doing that without getting another job, I took another position.
I was promised a lengthy orientation.
I worked 10-14 hours a day, usually without ANY break, and under the continual scrutiny and critisicm of my younger preceptors.
I asked for lunch one day, and was called into the manager's office, who brutally confronted me and accused me of worrying more about my breaks than my patients.
The Young ate me alive...not all of them, but the few with the voracious appetites. My orientation ended after 19 days when I was fired.
Of course my lovely state of Illinois barely whispers "union"
I had to sign papers in 2 jobs that stated,"You must acknowledge that you can be fired at any time, with or without notice for any reason, or no reason...and if you don't sign this, we will not hire you."
I was humilitated, ashamed, terrified about money. I had to tell my kids (I am a single parent...hubby took off for someone younger).
There is something fundamentally wrong with this profession.
There is no security, no seniority, and trial by fire seems to be the norm.
I have been a nurse for 24 years, but out of the hospital for 20.
I recently, in a temporary state of insanity, left a position
where I had worked for ten years.
Like so many places that employ nurses, there was little postitive feedback, nurses were treated rudely by MD's, and as time went on the most important thing in the company was "How much money did we make today?".
I needed to increase my income, and since there was no hope of doing that without getting another job, I took another position.
I was promised a lengthy orientation.
I worked 10-14 hours a day, usually without ANY break, and under the continual scrutiny and critisicm of my younger preceptors.
I asked for lunch one day, and was called into the manager's office, who brutally confronted me and accused me of worrying more about my breaks than my patients.
The Young ate me alive...not all of them, but the few with the voracious appetites. My orientation ended after 19 days when I was fired.
Of course my lovely state of Illinois barely whispers "union"
I had to sign papers in 2 jobs that stated,"You must acknowledge that you can be fired at any time, with or without notice for any reason, or no reason...and if you don't sign this, we will not hire you."
I was humilitated, ashamed, terrified about money. I had to tell my kids (I am a single parent...hubby took off for someone younger).
There is something fundamentally wrong with this profession.
There is no security, no seniority, and trial by fire seems to be the norm.