Is this all there is?-revisited
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At the risk of sounding really nerd-like I wanted to post about the change in my life since I posted "Is this all there is?" about 2 months ago. Background: I landed my dream job in a level-1 trauma center, made a lot of money and was so depressed I couldn't see straight.
After much soul-searching I made the jump to home health nursing. Believe me, I was scared to death. On a superficial level, I was proud of my position at this hospital, it was really cool to read the paper and see the patients I had cared for in the news, daily. On the very up & up level, I didn't care anymore. Oh great, I get to care for the drunk driver who hit the school bus, he's totally brain injured, on every tube you can imagine, restrained, fighting and constantly pooping everywhere. That is not fun every night, for 12 hours at a time. Not so cool. Some of my co-workers *loved* it. I was a negative slob who *hated* it.
So I got this job, paying me MORE than the hospital. I have been there one week. One week- 6 days. I work 8-4 M-F, YUCK, I would have thought before, but not so now.
I have NEVER EVER EVER in my life loved or even LIKED a job. Now at 37, for the first time ever I am in love with my job. That is so weird to admit. Of course I would rather be home, have money flow in the mailbox, but if I have to work, I scored bigtime.
I work with this awesome group of extremely smart nurses and staff. My day consists of going to the office at 8, reviewing my pt load, driving 20 miles to see 3-5 pts. These people are sick, wary of visitors, or grateful to have a visitor. The ones who are wary quickly warm up because nursing is such a trusted profession. I drive around in my car, teach and talk and teach. I review their meds, talk about their lives, play with their dogs, chart in my computer and get home in time for my kids. Tomorrow is Friday, no really, I never again have to say "Tomorrow is my Friday" on Tuesday and drive to work Friday night missing my family like crazy. Today at the gas station the girl at the cash register asked "Are you a nurse?" I looked down and said, "Thanks! Uhh, I mean, yes!" She asked "How do you like it, I want to be one so bad" And for the first time EVER I could say "I LOVE it, do it!"
Thanks for reading my long rant...I mean rave...