Quote from ktliz
Maybe you could ask your PCP about an SSRI for anxiety? I tried multiple SSRIs until I found something that worked really well for my anxiety (Effexor, which is technically an SNRI). I couldn't function in my job without my meds!
Ktliz, I am actually on multiple meds for anxiety and depression. I have a lengthy history of it.
I've had a couple more shifts under my belt since I started this thread. I feel like I'm just not getting this stuff yet. I'm better organized than I was day one on the job, but there is too much 'gray area' on this floor! Actual policies aside, I can never get a straight, consistent answer from other nurses on what to do in certain situations, especially when dealing with unpleasant or insulting patients.
I look at my peeps I need to see at start of shift and try to prioritize them, but they all have extensive meds or cares that make the order I see them nearly a moot point.
What scares me though, is how quickly I became the type of nurse I never wanted to be: bitter, resentful of my patients at times, short tempered, suspicious of patients that I feel may be narc-seeking. I'm not even at my one year mark off orientation yet!
My shifts having me feeling like I'm holding my breath for twelve hours straight as tasks pile on me, and relief is the only description I have for knowing I don't come back the next night. Not 'hey, I get a day off, what will I do?' But actual relief that I can mentally and physically be disengaged for an evening.
All I do is race from one task to another, not fully absorbing the reasons WHY my patient is having certain symptoms or getting certain tx.
I'm already tired of the constant battle of wills with patients, their families and on coming nurses that question every little thing you did or did not do over night. It's exhausting.
But...I still have much to learn, and this is a good floor to learn on. So I stay. Also, I'm not convinced any other place would be any better.
But right now, after less than a year as an RN BSN, I can say that if I could find a warehouse job that paid me the same, nursing would be a distant memory.
End rant, as they say.