I graduated from my PN program in August, 2009. I was immediately hired to work in LTC. I absolutely ADORE it! It doesn't even feel like work when I'm with the residents.
I am the NOC shift LPN for our facility. Last night we found one of our only full codes face down in a large amount of emesis, unconscious. We had another resident sitting at the edge of her bed happily engaging in coprophagia. Still another with multiple as yet unfound skin impairments that needed measuring, cleansing and wound care as they were open and bleeding. As you all know, with each incident that arises, there are scads of paperwork to complete. So I had a social services consult, 2 3 page incident reports one for the fall and one for the resident eating her feces as well as one for the skin impairments as well as treatments to add to the MAR for said skin impairments, charting to do on each resident, detailed physician faxes to write and send re: the aforementioned incidents w/the 3 residents. Charting for the rest of the residents, and the rest of the tasks associated w/regular NOC shift duties.
When the 2 day shift nurses arrived, I still hadn't completed the paperwork that needed to be done, and we had a resident that needed a suppository (they're given on my shift at our facility) that I hadn't gotten to yet.
I was also jumped on because our 2 NOC aides didn't get anyone out of bed for day shift. Even though it's already been discussed NUMEROUS TIMES that NOC aides are not responsible for this unless a resident is awake.
I went to grab the suppository that I forgot to give and the entire refrigerator door fell off in my hand.
In the meantime I have an RN telling me it's o.k. to cry, when I'm absolutely fine. All I want is to get my work done correctly. This particular RN is very sensitive and when the refrigerator door fell off in my hand, I was yelled at to get out of the way, and I finally said: Look. I want to fix this, and go home. I honestly just want to go home. I've had enough for one night.
The sensitive RN thought I was mad that she lectured me about calling the unconscious resident's husband and then told the other nurse that she was going to talk to our boss because I responded with "I haven't called her husband yet..she's in the ER, with stable vitals, I am finishing my work and calling her husband will be done before I leave today." The resident was found at 4, end of shift is at 6. I should've called the resident's husband immediately, of course. And I'm perfectly o.k. with being admonished and taught, I'm a brand new LPN!
But the drama associated with being a nurse, is just something that I'm not built for. My people skills are impeccable. I have a gift for loving others in the truest sense of that word. But when it comes to interpersonal nonsense that gift is just not applicable to me.
So after sitting at the nurses station trying to handle my responsibilities so that I left nothing for day shift, and being ******* at because our aides didn't get anyone out of bed, I calmly finished the things I needed to get done, grabbed a post-it, and wrote out my 2 week notice. I then stuck it under my bosses door, clocked out, and went home.
I have adult ADD. I am very, very self conscious about it because it's devastating for anyone who has to come after me and clean up a mess. I make meticulous lists for everything that I'm required to do to ensure that I forget nothing. Otherwise, I will forget everything. People have asked me if I'm stupid, or if there's something wrong with me when there are deviations from what I'm accustomed to and I get confused and don't understand what's going on. Just the other day a nurse moved our carts around and put one cart where the other cart normally was and vice versa... both sets of keys to both carts have keys for each cart on them, so the nurse handed me the key for the cart, I opened it and just stood there confused and trying to understand what was wrong. I didn't say anything because I was trying to understand why the cart had nothing in it that it was supposed to have, and she stood there laughing at me and telling me that something was wrong with me.
I love nursing. But the minutiae associated with our jobs, coupled with the constant drama is something that I fail miserably at and I'm so sad that I have to walk away like this.
I graduated from my PN program in August, 2009. I was immediately hired to work in LTC. I absolutely ADORE it! It doesn't even feel like work when I'm with the residents.
I am the NOC shift LPN for our facility. Last night we found one of our only full codes face down in a large amount of emesis, unconscious. We had another resident sitting at the edge of her bed happily engaging in coprophagia. Still another with multiple as yet unfound skin impairments that needed measuring, cleansing and wound care as they were open and bleeding. As you all know, with each incident that arises, there are scads of paperwork to complete. So I had a social services consult, 2 3 page incident reports one for the fall and one for the resident eating her feces as well as one for the skin impairments as well as treatments to add to the MAR for said skin impairments, charting to do on each resident, detailed physician faxes to write and send re: the aforementioned incidents w/the 3 residents. Charting for the rest of the residents, and the rest of the tasks associated w/regular NOC shift duties.
When the 2 day shift nurses arrived, I still hadn't completed the paperwork that needed to be done, and we had a resident that needed a suppository (they're given on my shift at our facility) that I hadn't gotten to yet.
I was also jumped on because our 2 NOC aides didn't get anyone out of bed for day shift. Even though it's already been discussed NUMEROUS TIMES that NOC aides are not responsible for this unless a resident is awake.
I went to grab the suppository that I forgot to give and the entire refrigerator door fell off in my hand.
In the meantime I have an RN telling me it's o.k. to cry, when I'm absolutely fine. All I want is to get my work done correctly. This particular RN is very sensitive and when the refrigerator door fell off in my hand, I was yelled at to get out of the way, and I finally said: Look. I want to fix this, and go home. I honestly just want to go home. I've had enough for one night.
The sensitive RN thought I was mad that she lectured me about calling the unconscious resident's husband and then told the other nurse that she was going to talk to our boss because I responded with "I haven't called her husband yet..she's in the ER, with stable vitals, I am finishing my work and calling her husband will be done before I leave today." The resident was found at 4, end of shift is at 6. I should've called the resident's husband immediately, of course. And I'm perfectly o.k. with being admonished and taught, I'm a brand new LPN!
But the drama associated with being a nurse, is just something that I'm not built for. My people skills are impeccable. I have a gift for loving others in the truest sense of that word. But when it comes to interpersonal nonsense that gift is just not applicable to me.
So after sitting at the nurses station trying to handle my responsibilities so that I left nothing for day shift, and being ******* at because our aides didn't get anyone out of bed, I calmly finished the things I needed to get done, grabbed a post-it, and wrote out my 2 week notice. I then stuck it under my bosses door, clocked out, and went home.
I have adult ADD. I am very, very self conscious about it because it's devastating for anyone who has to come after me and clean up a mess. I make meticulous lists for everything that I'm required to do to ensure that I forget nothing. Otherwise, I will forget everything. People have asked me if I'm stupid, or if there's something wrong with me when there are deviations from what I'm accustomed to and I get confused and don't understand what's going on. Just the other day a nurse moved our carts around and put one cart where the other cart normally was and vice versa... both sets of keys to both carts have keys for each cart on them, so the nurse handed me the key for the cart, I opened it and just stood there confused and trying to understand what was wrong. I didn't say anything because I was trying to understand why the cart had nothing in it that it was supposed to have, and she stood there laughing at me and telling me that something was wrong with me.
I love nursing. But the minutiae associated with our jobs, coupled with the constant drama is something that I fail miserably at and I'm so sad that I have to walk away like this.
It's time for me to get a job at Wal-Mart.