I love being a nurse. But boy am I starting to hate my place of employment...
The cutbacks in Medicare and Medicaid has steadily made Mr Corporate unhappy. Not only are we expected to attend a fundraising event to raise money for the facility- they've also trimmed short, the extra changed we get on our shift differential. To top of, Blue Cross coverage suck. I have 5 thousand deductible- and its 200 per pay check. Quietly, I asked- where is God ? Don't get me wrong. I appreciate having a job. But man, something's got to give.
Tonight we were again 1 body short of STNA; and as the charged nurse I think seriously; I might as well be given the STNA's assignment. My marbles was busy grating trying to accommodate how I can feed people; toilet people and put people to bed during my never ending med pass. The desk phone rings..ringing...the call lights- ding ding ding. It's a Psych and skilled unit rolled into one; and 2 very special screaming voices hollering intermittently for our attention. I'm trying. Trying hard, really.
Quietly, I asked. I asked where is God in all of this?
My co workers and I look at each other, words need not spoken. This is wrong. So wrong.