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  • Apr 17

    Now that everybody wants one, you're feeling the pressure! lol

    Reminds me of when I was a kid, as soon as the other kids in my class found out I could draw, I'd get stacks of paper handed to me with the plea, "Hygiene, draw me something!". Problem was that the pressure was too much and I'd never produce a single drawing. I'd totally pray the kids would forget they asked. By the end of the year, I'd have stacks of free paper in my desk, which I greedily kept. Apparently, the only kind of artist I was was a con artist and drunk on all the Mead I acquired, lol.


    Quote from Davey Do

  • Apr 7

    Why so bitter?

    Quote from Wisenurn55
    You know it's always something with nursing. This cliquish profession with it's women. And it's crap. I can't wait to get out of this profession. I'm counting down the days. To answer your stupid question, not necessarily. It depends on how long you've been a nurse; if you're PRN or full time. if you work night shift or not determines your pay. What's up with stepford wife crap???? I haven't seen one yet maybe they work in psych where they don't do anything but sit on their butt and medicate people. the nursing profession is a waste of time. if you're in it now get out. i told this 16 year old girl to not go into nursing. it'll be the best decision she'll ever make. she'll be thanking me 20 years down the line when she's my age. i'm glad that i didn't become a nurse.
    I work geripsych. I can assure you, I don't do anything but sit on my butt and medicate people. You aren't a nurse and you don't know what you're talking about.

  • Mar 29

    Quote from mindofmidwifery
    I am a tech and many of the nurses and fellow techs I work with are middle class while I am lower-middle class. It is awkward to me sometimes when people talk about the different activities they do, vacations they go on, and areas they live in. I have nothing to contribute because I basically just go to school and stay at home and I live in a somewhat bad neighborhood I do feel left out sometimes but I hope to be in the middle class once I actually become a nurse.
    That's exactly where I was in life when I was your age. I know exactly what you mean about those conversations. I'll never forget how horrified my well-heeled former mother-in-law was that I had never been to Disney. How dare my parents deprive me! It was simply beyond her comprehension that not everyone is blessed with enough money to throw at things beyond basic necessities... if even that.

    I also hated when people asked me where I lived. The looks I'd get! One of my friends in grade school had her mother pick me up at my house. I'll never forget the mother complaining how scary it was and then saying, "Ew, I feel sorry for you that you have to live here!" I hated her for that! Apparently, having a little money doesn't automatically mean you have class and tact!

    Your life will improve once you are a nurse. Mine did. Good luck to you.

  • Mar 20

    I have found that the more self-confidence I gain over the years, the more irritated I am with nursing.

    I was taught to "suck it up!"

    You got hit?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You got yelled at?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You didn't get to pee all shift?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You missed lunch?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You hurt your back?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You got talked to like a piece o' poop?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You got an unsafe assignment?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    You gotta do housekeeping, maintenance and kitchen duties?
    It's part of the job, only wienies complain!

    Lord!

    It was like a badge of honor how much abuse you could take and not complain!

    Nowadays...
    Not so darn much.

    Now I view it as positively dysfunctional and possibly masochistic.
    Why the heck would I want that?
    Why the heck would anyone want that?
    Why would I let someone treat me like crap?

    I totally agree about the self-esteem aspect.

    I also try to have a sense of humor and crack a lot of jokes to cope, but I don't blame anyone for being crabby.

  • Mar 13

    Quote from Grobyc82
    If Im not dead at the end of my shift, I'll go out for a run. I find that exercise helps clear my head in the best way, especially if I go hard. Nothing like working up some good endorphins.
    I can't full-on run, but I walked like a maniac and sometimes would jog until I felt like my boobs were going to fall off.

    It also help me to tap into my creative side: drawing, writing and crocheting.

    At bedtime, I'd meditate along with some YouTube videos. It really helped with work anxiety that I had trouble shaking off.

    One thing I also did was I reminded myself that my job could be stressful and psyched myself up, thinking, "Oh, just break it all down and manage it as best as you can as you go, dumbass... you've got this..." It usually calmed me.

  • Mar 13

    A geropsych unit mixed with anything else. Constant complaints from the middle-aged crowd there for things like depression. Yeah, depressed younger folks really want to endure Grandpa Smith drooling on his plate, constantly screaming and biting people, and Grandma Jones stealing their clothes because they think they're "shopping at Macy's" :/

  • Mar 12

    A geropsych unit mixed with anything else. Constant complaints from the middle-aged crowd there for things like depression. Yeah, depressed younger folks really want to endure Grandpa Smith drooling on his plate, constantly screaming and biting people, and Grandma Jones stealing their clothes because they think they're "shopping at Macy's" :/

  • Mar 12

    A geropsych unit mixed with anything else. Constant complaints from the middle-aged crowd there for things like depression. Yeah, depressed younger folks really want to endure Grandpa Smith drooling on his plate, constantly screaming and biting people, and Grandma Jones stealing their clothes because they think they're "shopping at Macy's" :/

  • Mar 12

    A geropsych unit mixed with anything else. Constant complaints from the middle-aged crowd there for things like depression. Yeah, depressed younger folks really want to endure Grandpa Smith drooling on his plate, constantly screaming and biting people, and Grandma Jones stealing their clothes because they think they're "shopping at Macy's" :/

  • Mar 12

    I started smoking when I was 14. It was a full blown habit by the time I was 20.

    We always knew it was bad, but it wasn't as frowned upon as it is today. You could legally buy a pack of smokes at 16. In high school, there was a spot where kids regularly smoked by the gym doors. We could smoke in the drivers ed cars if we were 16 and could still drive straight with one hand and a Marlboro in the other. It was what we did in social situations and it was pleasant. I blame no one but myself, however. I was young and stupid.

    Now, at 47, I have tried to kick the habit multiple times (including this past weekend). No success. I know what my fate will be, but as much as it worries me, I'm like the krokodil junkie that will still inject a filthy toxin into my body even though my flesh is rotting off. My brain knows it's bad but the addiction is wicked.

    I've managed to cut down by crocheting like mad. I just finished a set of kitchen curtains, ha ha. It keeps my hands and brain occupied so I don't smoke as much, but I know it's not good enough.

    I never slipped out of work for constant smoke breaks because that's inexcusable. However, I did, indeed, forgo my dinner for a quick puff. I admit it.

    So, I agree it's bad, but once that demon gets you... it's got you good. I'm sure most of those smokers have tried to quit many times, but it ain't easy.

  • Mar 7

    I don't remember if I told this one on AN or not, but I once had a nightmare that I was walking down the hallway at work and one of our little tiny old ladies was shuffling slightly behind me. Suddenly, the lights went out and it was pitch black. I could see absolutely nothing. I stopped and frantically attempted to find the little old lady because I didn't want her to get hurt.

    I could feel that I was touching her and then I realize she has the fingers on both of my hands in her mouth and she is biting down hard. And not only could I sense enormous pain, I could also sense that she was something much more malevolent. I can see nothing but black.

    Terrified and in pain, I manage to reach my thumbs out to gouge her eyes and make her let go of my fingers... but I could feel this little old lady, this evil thing did not have any eye sockets! It had no face at all but the teeth biting off my fingers!

    I woke up trying to scream. My husband was all concerned and stuff, but when I got to the part where an old lady monster with no eyes was biting my fingers off, he could not stop laughing. Thanks, Honey.

    One more: I had a dream I was walking down the hall (again!) and that my night was so stressful, I could feel my heart racing, then becoming very irregular and then beginning to stop.

    As my heart began to stop, I began to pass out and fall to the floor. As I was going down to the floor, I thought, "This is it" and I guess I died, because I woke up at that point.

  • Mar 7

    Quote from Been there,done that
    Well, that's a doozy. PTSD stinks. Take care doll.
    I took care, my friend. I quit.

  • Mar 6

    Quote from Been there,done that
    Well, that's a doozy. PTSD stinks. Take care doll.
    I took care, my friend. I quit.

  • Mar 4

    Quote from bookwormom
    1)Get a job in a health care related field, such as CNA. it will give you some experience and help you have a better idea of nursing.

    And if you can get a CNA job with an employer that offers tuition reimbursement, you could get a good chunk of your nursing school paid by your employer.

    Some employers require you to work as a nurse for them for a period of time after they pay for your school-- some do not.

    I went to a community college, got tuition reimbursement and a nursing scholarship through work. My education was practically free and I was not required to stay with my employer afterward. I also had my job handed to me because they knew me and my work ethic.

    Just tossing out another option for you.

  • Mar 4

    I started smoking when I was 14. It was a full blown habit by the time I was 20.

    We always knew it was bad, but it wasn't as frowned upon as it is today. You could legally buy a pack of smokes at 16. In high school, there was a spot where kids regularly smoked by the gym doors. We could smoke in the drivers ed cars if we were 16 and could still drive straight with one hand and a Marlboro in the other. It was what we did in social situations and it was pleasant. I blame no one but myself, however. I was young and stupid.

    Now, at 47, I have tried to kick the habit multiple times (including this past weekend). No success. I know what my fate will be, but as much as it worries me, I'm like the krokodil junkie that will still inject a filthy toxin into my body even though my flesh is rotting off. My brain knows it's bad but the addiction is wicked.

    I've managed to cut down by crocheting like mad. I just finished a set of kitchen curtains, ha ha. It keeps my hands and brain occupied so I don't smoke as much, but I know it's not good enough.

    I never slipped out of work for constant smoke breaks because that's inexcusable. However, I did, indeed, forgo my dinner for a quick puff. I admit it.

    So, I agree it's bad, but once that demon gets you... it's got you good. I'm sure most of those smokers have tried to quit many times, but it ain't easy.


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