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  1. So I am working at a Retirement Home and its going well, I love being the Nurse on the floor, but sometimes they will pull me and say I am gonna be a screener today to screen essential visitors, or one day I will be the Wound Care Nurse, or I will be helping out the Director of Care with their duties, or one time they were so desperate I was folding laundry cause they could not find anyone for the laundry staff. One time I was also a porter, porting Residents to different rooms in the building for infection control. I don't want to sound mean and say no, but I feel like I lose my dignity as a Nurse. I don't wanna tell people that I screen or that I porter people, I want to just do Nursing related stuff. I do get paid for all that stuff, but to me I feel like its a waste of my clinical skills. I can't just leave and find work since we are restricted to only 1 workplace at this time, and if I leave this job, its not guaranteed I will find work elsewhere. I am full time there, but they did say that I will be working different jobs. Not sure if its just me complaining
  2. Guest862922

    Empty ER due to Covid?

    I work in a smaller rural hospital. We are a 21 bed capacity ER. We barely have any patients on most of the days. Mid level providers were either furloughed or work significantly less hours now their pay got just cut. We are being placed on on call or sent home in the middle of the shifts. We barely have tech on shifts, some nights we don’t have house keeper so we do clean and mop the floors and do the terminal cleaning as well. I’ve always thought that I have a stable job as an ER nurse until now. I’m just curious how is it like in your hospital.
  3. I graduated last May and started soon after on a medsurg floor. I went through the typical first year jitters. But I started to get pretty good at balancing my case load come January. I was building confidence, learning time management, I stopped crying so much in the bathroom 🤣. The palpitations stopped every time I got in my vehicle to go to work. I was actually starting to enjoy it and it felt like I was actually helping, vs painful learning. But then the Pandemic hit. My hospital didn't handle it well. One Friday night back in mid March they sent an email out notifying us that we were no longer allowed to use N95s in covid patients rooms. I immediately went to my floor manager, who assured me that was NOT the case. Saturday while I was sleeping, upper management came into the hospital and took all the N95S and locked them up. They claimed they had enough, but we couldn't use them. "WHO said it's droplet!" Then they went home and refused to answer their phones for our union rep. We were left scrambling the entire weekend as covid cases started rolling in. I received 2 that weekend. I still don't know if they were positive, because they refused to tell us, saying that it "violated HIPAA". 🙄 I heard through the grapevine they weren't positive, but hey it's the grapevine so who knows how accurate it was. That Sunday night I put in my notice. There was also a lot of other stuff. (Wouldn't let us wear our own masks, spread covid patients all over the hospital vs a single unit, etc, etc). Saturday night The ED actually sent me a patient, I took report on this patient, was told he was coming in for something not even close to covid, come to find out when he gets to the floor, he's a covid rule out. I took report, so therefore I couldn't refuse care and was forced to enter this patients room with a surgical mask or risk losing my license for patient abandonment. My second rule out that weekend, had I refused care, it would have landed on my friend, who's like a sister to me (we were friends long before working together) she was the only other RN working the floor that night and she couldn't afford to refuse, as she's the only person working in her household currently. So I took the patient. It was honestly a very scary weekend and the weeks leading up to my resignation were very scary also. I tried downsizing as much as possible, but still eventually ended up with more rule outs. Who I don't know if they ended up positive. A lot of nurses and CNAs alike were scared, many couldn't afford to quit. Many others did quit. I had my last shift a little over a week ago and I've been told that things have improved since I left. They're cohorting covid patients, giving those nurses N95s, and now notifying nurses if their patients were covid positive. Little late, but better then never. But now I'm stuck. I don't want to apply anywhere. I don't want to think about nursing. I am struggling with wanting to even get out of bed some days and I am trying to keep myself busy with cooking, my hobbies and my part time school work. Maybe I just need time to process this all? I don't know. But I know every bone in my body hates nursing right now and I can't seem to make it stop. And I've worked so hard to get here. What can I do to get the spark back? Where do I go from here? Please be gentle. I know nurses can be very "pick yourself up by your bootstraps type", and because of that it's taken me a lot of courage to type this knowing I might get answers like that.
  4. NurseTrishBSN

    So You Want to be a Nurse?

    Why do you want to become a nurse? Is it the promise of job security? Potential income and flexibility? Someone who influenced you in some way or took care of you or a loved one? What is your story to wanting to become a nurse? For me, my dad was a nurse. Growing up in the 90s in South Florida was interesting in itself, but I witnessed my dad making a second career change from construction to nursing over a couple of years. It was a dramatic switch to say the least. I remember him starting out as a medic and working weekend shifts at the city station and my mom would take us to go visit him when they had some downtime. He even would strap us in the immobilizer and flip us around for fun. When Shands got their new helicopter we got a chance to fly in it. I'll never go in another one again if I can help it but it was a fun experience. I think the pilot was enjoying my pre-teen angst while I was grasping dramatically to the oh crap handles. When I came back from the military my dad encouraged me to get my CNA license. I worked my first healthcare job in a large inpatient Alzheimer's Care Facility and it was there I learned what it was like to be there for someone else. Even if they didn't know who you are. I worked as a CNA in a few different places and got the opportunity to train as a monitor tech. This is where I found my love for cardiac. The rhythms were like a puzzle to me. Like electric sudoku of sorts. I enjoyed figuring them out and within a short period of time nurses were asking me what I thought about their patients' rhythms. Once I transferred to an ICU this is where my real passion for nursing began. They loved to teach! Anything they could pull me aside and show me they were more than happy to. I learned more in a year on that unit than I did the previous 8 years at the other facilities. It helped I was also working the night shift so I was probably able to observe than if I had been working days. All of this set the stage for me to finally agree to go to nursing school. By the time I graduated nursing school my dad was completing his FNP. Although I'm not sure if I will go back for advanced practice nursing I am forever grateful to those who influenced me to become a nurse in the first place. They knew me better than I knew myself.