My story feels like to large to tell. I graduated on December 12 and got a job at a community hospital in the ER on dec 15. Everything was going well until they brought me from the 7 am -7pm shift to the 3pm-3am shift. To beging with I never felt welcome in there. After working 9 hours straight on my feet I asked for a lunch, I was told: "we don't ever go eat here when we want, we eat when we can". I got visibly upset, because I asked the charge nurse, I begged her for some time to eat something before I would drop in the floor. So I got like 3 minutes to eat. So from that I learned not to ask for a break, or lunch. I would just try to snack until my shift was over at 3 am and the eat.
The nurses on that shift seemed to be uncaring and careless. They were quite unapproachable, so I tried to never ask anything or stay on their way. One day like 3 weeks ago, I got sick while on the job, I actually almost had a syncope, and the attending doctor said: put her in a room. My BP was sky high, and the it drop so sudden, they gave me phenergan IV for the nausea and sent me home, the next day I went to see my doctor, and I just couldn't work. The supervisor called me upset asking me what happened the night before, because I went back to work, but I felt bad again and I had to go home. Later on I came back to work, and I continued to work just fine, until a week ago I gave my resignation letter to be effective at the end of the month because my husband got orders from the army to move. They accepted that I continued to work.
This past Tuesday night I was working and pushing it as hard as I could, it was around 10pm when I couldn't no more, my head was spinning, I had nausea and started trowing up, I let the charge nurse know and she sent me home. The next two days were my days off. On Thursday morning I got a message from the director saying: "I heard you were sick, would be able to work this weekend". At that point I was honest and I told her I was feeling bad, by the way I had gone to another ER the night before to get IV fluids because I had had watery diarrhea all night and had not eaten a solid meal in 24 hours. So I thought I would be nice to let them know I had viral gastroenteritis ahead in case they needed to have someone to work for me. I was honestly afraid to go in to work and have diarrhea while there. I really though they cared for their employees being sick.
Well, I got a voicemail on my day off from the director to call her back. She asked how I was doing, I was honest I told her not so good. She said: did they doctor told you not to work this weekend, I said not she didn't say that because I never even asked for an excuse. So the boss said: well I'm just going to take your resignation effective as of today, and wish you a good life, and she hanged up on me. That was the most unprofessional thing I have ever seen, but at this point I wouldn't expect anything less from them. To work for a place where there was so little caring for the employees If none is very rough. There so many things I wish I would of have said, but at the same time, there never seemed to be any time to talk to no one. I never had a chance to be heard, I guess there isn't such a thing. All I can think of is I have so much to learn.
I don't what to say or what not to say, as a brand new nurse I honestly don't have much confidence in being heard. That's the only placed I have ever worked, and they weren't very friendly or caring. I felt like they took advantage of the fact that people need a job and they could just use and abuse anyone, the survivors in that game are the tough ones who feed of each other. They have set up ways and I was some how a treat to them. How? I was new, and even though I tried my earnest best, never complain of anything, I put up with so much, their words, their mistreatment, they would be really really mean I would just act like I didn't hear it, I would smile back. At one point the charge nurse treated me like I was a dumb ass because I lose an IV line on a two year old, and because I didn't have the time to make coffee for the family of patient that asked me for some... They would get upset if went to have a lunch even when my rooms where empty... I could feel their love, not really. They didn't said they hated me probably because they weren't allowed to say that at loud.
So that's just a synopsis of my story. I just wanted to share it. Now I have to figure out how to chose a better place to work, surely I know I don't want to work night shift and I feel like I'm done working at a ER.
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My story feels like to large to tell. I graduated on December 12 and got a job at a community hospital in the ER on dec 15. Everything was going well until they brought me from the 7 am -7pm shift to the 3pm-3am shift. To beging with I never felt welcome in there. After working 9 hours straight on my feet I asked for a lunch, I was told: "we don't ever go eat here when we want, we eat when we can". I got visibly upset, because I asked the charge nurse, I begged her for some time to eat something before I would drop in the floor. So I got like 3 minutes to eat. So from that I learned not to ask for a break, or lunch. I would just try to snack until my shift was over at 3 am and the eat.
The nurses on that shift seemed to be uncaring and careless. They were quite unapproachable, so I tried to never ask anything or stay on their way. One day like 3 weeks ago, I got sick while on the job, I actually almost had a syncope, and the attending doctor said: put her in a room. My BP was sky high, and the it drop so sudden, they gave me phenergan IV for the nausea and sent me home, the next day I went to see my doctor, and I just couldn't work. The supervisor called me upset asking me what happened the night before, because I went back to work, but I felt bad again and I had to go home. Later on I came back to work, and I continued to work just fine, until a week ago I gave my resignation letter to be effective at the end of the month because my husband got orders from the army to move. They accepted that I continued to work.
This past Tuesday night I was working and pushing it as hard as I could, it was around 10pm when I couldn't no more, my head was spinning, I had nausea and started trowing up, I let the charge nurse know and she sent me home. The next two days were my days off. On Thursday morning I got a message from the director saying: "I heard you were sick, would be able to work this weekend". At that point I was honest and I told her I was feeling bad, by the way I had gone to another ER the night before to get IV fluids because I had had watery diarrhea all night and had not eaten a solid meal in 24 hours. So I thought I would be nice to let them know I had viral gastroenteritis ahead in case they needed to have someone to work for me. I was honestly afraid to go in to work and have diarrhea while there. I really though they cared for their employees being sick.
Well, I got a voicemail on my day off from the director to call her back. She asked how I was doing, I was honest I told her not so good. She said: did they doctor told you not to work this weekend, I said not she didn't say that because I never even asked for an excuse. So the boss said: well I'm just going to take your resignation effective as of today, and wish you a good life, and she hanged up on me. That was the most unprofessional thing I have ever seen, but at this point I wouldn't expect anything less from them. To work for a place where there was so little caring for the employees If none is very rough. There so many things I wish I would of have said, but at the same time, there never seemed to be any time to talk to no one. I never had a chance to be heard, I guess there isn't such a thing. All I can think of is I have so much to learn.
I don't what to say or what not to say, as a brand new nurse I honestly don't have much confidence in being heard. That's the only placed I have ever worked, and they weren't very friendly or caring. I felt like they took advantage of the fact that people need a job and they could just use and abuse anyone, the survivors in that game are the tough ones who feed of each other. They have set up ways and I was some how a treat to them. How? I was new, and even though I tried my earnest best, never complain of anything, I put up with so much, their words, their mistreatment, they would be really really mean I would just act like I didn't hear it, I would smile back. At one point the charge nurse treated me like I was a dumb ass because I lose an IV line on a two year old, and because I didn't have the time to make coffee for the family of patient that asked me for some... They would get upset if went to have a lunch even when my rooms where empty... I could feel their love, not really. They didn't said they hated me probably because they weren't allowed to say that at loud.
So that's just a synopsis of my story. I just wanted to share it. Now I have to figure out how to chose a better place to work, surely I know I don't want to work night shift and I feel like I'm done working at a ER.