I've been giving some thought to my post in the thread about gifts for nurse's week. And upon reflection, and reading other posts such as Klare's, perhaps I sounded like a whiner. I never whine...SERIOUSLY! (not without some geez anyway)
But having just recently resigned a job in which I felt SO undervalued by administration - maybe I just felt like letting it rip.
NO, I never expected tangible tokens of appreciation, nor (considering the state system I worked within) did I expect monetary rewards.
The real rewards I found were explemplified by situations such as the following:
The time a patient I had referred for inpt psych admission (to a hospital where I also worked part-time), came back into the outpatient clinic (where I also worked) for his aftercare follow up and said to me..."Mary, you are sure well thought of in the looney world".
The time a patient who had felt hopeless and suicidal on the day she came into my office, approached me a few weeks later and said "I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't come talked to you. Thank you"
The time another patient gave me a little refrigerator magnet about 'angels' after several outpt visits had her feeling a little better.
All the times coworkers (who were NOT nurses) sought me out to ask my input or advice about medical things, for the clients that they worked with, and even for themselves or their own family members. To realize I had such trust and respect from them was an AWESOME feeling.
The time one of the psychiatrists I worked with nominated me for 'employee of the month', which by the way, I was awarded that particular month, but even if I hadn't been, the mere fact that he had such high regard for me - was a tremendous ego boost.
These are only a FEW of the ways I have been rewarded throughout my nursing career. Over the past several months prior to my resignation, some of those things were perhaps not so readily called to mind. For example, when you get word from administration that starting March 1st, in addition to all the other MILLION duties you have, (as well as all the documentation that goes along with everything) cause you're the ONLY nurse in the clinic - that now everyone must keep a running log of every activity performed throughout the day, thereby accounting for EACH minute of time - well there's just not time to recall all the warm fuzzies. The log thing was just one of several straws that broke this camel's back. I could go on and on, but let's suffice it to say, that after 7 years at a job that I sincerely LOVED, the bad outweighed the good anymore.
No I don't expect much from 'higher ups', but I do appreciate some empathy, understanding, trust, and respect. NONE of the people in administration were nurses, heck - they weren't even in the medical profession at all - most didn't even have a clinical psych background. So I give them the benefit of the doubt for SOME of their lack of understanding.
This has been a rather long post from me. I usually try not to go on so. Just venting I guess. But let me say this..."I LOVE BEING A NURSE". Always have, and always will. I am now moving on to bigger and better things in my career. Which by the way is one of the MANY blessings I count among being a nurse, the opportunity to continue to grow as a professional as well as a human being.
HAPPY NURSE'S WEEK TO ALL OF YOU!!!!