I work in a psych/substance abuse facility, but I think this question is a better fit for the psych forum. So, here it goes:
I struggle with my job A LOT. To say I hate it is an understatement. I don't feel like a nurse doing what I do. I feel like a legal drug dealer. About 90% of my patients just want free meds, and they make that fact well known. Anyway, something that happened last week just upped the ante and changed my job's status from "unbearable" to "completely unsafe and I need to get out of here ASAP." There is a 6'5" patient who is well known to cause TONS of problems and escalate very quickly that came onto my unit once again. He was there for psych problems but we were using the alcohol withdrawal protocol because he drinks also. Well, the ball was dropped two times and it could have cost me my life. About 15 minutes after my shift ended the patient went up to the peer support staff and handed him a fairly large pocket knife. He told him that he was keeping it in case he got depressed enough to slit his throat and then proceeded to say that he was thinking about "slicing up" the previous peer support because he didn't like how he treated him. He also said that he had a box of razor blades in his backpack that had been sitting behind the peer support's desk for hours and hours with easy access. Had this man decided to use that knife on us I wouldn't be here right now. He is huge. Why wasn't this knife found/confiscated on the crisis unit before he came over to my unit? And why wasn't it found by my peer support guy when he transferred over? Several people dropped the ball and it makes me angry.
I already don't feel safe at my job. I have 16 patients on my unit and it is just me and the peer support guy on my shift. That's it. Now I have this experience weighing heavily on my brain and it isn't helping. I can't just up and quit. I have four kids and a sick husband, so yeah, we need the $$. Trust me, if I didn't need the money I would have quit months ago. I can't even tell you how many times I have cried about not wanting to go to this job. It's just horrible. The only good thing about my job is that my boss/coworkers are pretty awesome.
I guess my question is this...should I have to put up with this as a psych nurse? Are psych nurses supposed to feel afraid of their patients? I'm terrified every single time I clock in. I have a great poker face though, and I don't let my patients see it. I still treat them with dignity and respect even though this job is sucking the soul right out of me. Thanks for reading my novel. I appreciate any input you all have!
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I work in a psych/substance abuse facility, but I think this question is a better fit for the psych forum. So, here it goes:
I struggle with my job A LOT. To say I hate it is an understatement. I don't feel like a nurse doing what I do. I feel like a legal drug dealer. About 90% of my patients just want free meds, and they make that fact well known. Anyway, something that happened last week just upped the ante and changed my job's status from "unbearable" to "completely unsafe and I need to get out of here ASAP." There is a 6'5" patient who is well known to cause TONS of problems and escalate very quickly that came onto my unit once again. He was there for psych problems but we were using the alcohol withdrawal protocol because he drinks also. Well, the ball was dropped two times and it could have cost me my life. About 15 minutes after my shift ended the patient went up to the peer support staff and handed him a fairly large pocket knife. He told him that he was keeping it in case he got depressed enough to slit his throat and then proceeded to say that he was thinking about "slicing up" the previous peer support because he didn't like how he treated him. He also said that he had a box of razor blades in his backpack that had been sitting behind the peer support's desk for hours and hours with easy access. Had this man decided to use that knife on us I wouldn't be here right now. He is huge. Why wasn't this knife found/confiscated on the crisis unit before he came over to my unit? And why wasn't it found by my peer support guy when he transferred over? Several people dropped the ball and it makes me angry.
I already don't feel safe at my job. I have 16 patients on my unit and it is just me and the peer support guy on my shift. That's it. Now I have this experience weighing heavily on my brain and it isn't helping. I can't just up and quit. I have four kids and a sick husband, so yeah, we need the $$. Trust me, if I didn't need the money I would have quit months ago. I can't even tell you how many times I have cried about not wanting to go to this job. It's just horrible. The only good thing about my job is that my boss/coworkers are pretty awesome.
I guess my question is this...should I have to put up with this as a psych nurse? Are psych nurses supposed to feel afraid of their patients? I'm terrified every single time I clock in. I have a great poker face though, and I don't let my patients see it. I still treat them with dignity and respect even though this job is sucking the soul right out of me. Thanks for reading my novel. I appreciate any input you all have!