Jul 01, 2008 02:16 PM - Wow. My first job sucked and it was totally because of the 2 charge nurses. They did nothing to help,but everything to try and mess with my mind. Finally another charge nurse from the floor above called me into the elevator one night and told me "if you don't quit or transfer Virginia will never leave you alone". I asked her why. Her response, "maybe it just how you look or how you dress." I also wore a lab coat. But it wasn't to look nice, I wore it for the pockets plus the little bit of protection it gave.
Finally one night I had to leave the floor with a new pt and women died. I lost my job. I must not have done anything too wrong though because I didn't lost my license.
Once I was really busy. A new practicing RN ask me to take baseline vitals before she started a transfusion. I came in the room to get them and she had already started the infusion. I got written up for tha! Another night it was because I let a man go to the restroom instead of using the bedside comode. He refused to use it! She said to when I got back to the desk, "Read this and sign it". I read it. But I didn't sign it. I told her what happened. She stated, "well you talked your way out of this one."
I finally went to the head nurse. She said she would talk with her.
But get this. After I lost my job one of the other nurses husband called my husband and filled him in how I was being treated and singled out.... that I was given the hardest pt's and the most pt's.
I thought to myself, I thought nursing was a "team effort"!
I would have done anything for those nurses. Why they were after me I have no idea.
I am not practicing at the moment, but its things like this that make me not want to return to nursing.
Even my dad used to call me his "little nurse." I loved nursing, but not at this price. It ruins and clutters the mind.
My last supervisor praised me above his RNs. So I was charge nurse of a subacute floor. Loved it!