I've been working hospice about a year.
In May I took a traveler position with a national hospice company.
I was supposed to be assigned between my home and their office, which was a pretty good bit away and further than I would have accepted had this not been the arrangement.
Of course, once I was in there.....
After four days, I rented a car. I made a profit on my mileage which was about 200 miles a day--my biggest miles day I drove 350 miles!
Because I had (thank you God!) pushed to get my time and miles paid from and to my house, there were 80 miles (and an hour and a half) each day that I got reimbursed for. If they had stuck to their agreement about location and assignments, it would not have made any difference to them. For me, it made up for the frustration of driving all over creation!
I never took call because I was a traveler.
After 8 weeks, though, of 55 and 60 hour weeks, I was worn out with a capital OUT!!! The manager that ran the morning report began to chew on me a bit each morning--and the situation would always turn out to be not as she reported, but what are ya gonna do. The straw for me was, after all my trying to keep their costs down where I was concerned (they would not assign me closer to home, so that was out of my hands), and being assigned to, for example, do an admit "on my way home" that was 20 miles out of the way and after a long day anyway, I got a little chewing from this manager about my overtime.
My contract had expired two weeks before, I had asked for a renewal in writing, but they declined (on the national level, not just at this center) and wanted me to go PRN. Two weeks into that, the manager (btw, I had been warned by several of their own nurses at the beginning of my stint, but she was very decent to me and I didn't believe it until she took aim....) got after me about my overtime.
I just looked at her. There was no point in trying to reason, and I don't make a habit of arguing with my superiors.
But I did call my recruiter--I'd talked with her about this person in the past, that's when she admitted she knew it would be a hard assignment! She knew there were big problems there with management! I guess you don't tell your traveler that.....
So, I asked her how much notice I had to give (this was Monday morning), and she said none. I said, not even the end of the day? Not even the end of the day. She told me exactly what to say and to whom, and I did.
I took my paperwork home, finished it that afternoon, trotted it in the next morning--didn't charge them for the week (10 hours) which in retrospect gypped the agency of a few cents, but what the hey, I made a bundle in 8 weeks and I know they did even better.
I guess my point is that I am learning that even if you are paid well, if the compensation doesn't at least equal your sense of what you put in to it, and each of us has to value that our own way, then you will not be happy.
My last hospice job was as DON/PCC of two centers. It was trouble from day one. The organization was a small one but with a long history of failure and bad rep, primarily centered on the CEO (found out later he is a felon!). I made less--and didn't submit some of my expenses, which falls on me--there than at other jobs, but I felt like I was doing something good. I pulled together a team that had been fractured and was in pain. We got ourselves organized and people started talking to each other and smiling more. We had laughter. We had some tears when we lost a very young patient. I left there only when the same felonious CEO started punishing my people because he was mad at me (he actually held their checks until it was too late to get them credited that day, knowing full well that more than half of them were expecting to get them early in the day to cover rent checks and the like!).
Again, my point is, you stay and stay happy where you feel that what you get out of a job/position/whatever at least equals, and hopefully exceeds, what you give to it.