This was a wonderful message to receive, especially since I was at work--the location that I seem to have misplaced my hope. Ever since I've started working there, I have become very jaded and more distrustful. Of course, I have to own some of the blame because I allowed it to happen. I also have to state that society, as a whole, thinks they are entitled to whatever they want, HIPAA law or not. If I'm not being badgered by people on the telephone demanding information about a patient, I'm being bombarded by requests for their nurse/doctor/some water/a pillow/a blanket/a projected time they can leave...by family members that are present in patient rooms. No, I am not a cold-hearted bitch by any means, however, my plate overfloweth on any given day, as does those of my co-workers. For all intents and purposes, we are a County hospital. We provide care for EVERYONE, insured or not. Common courtesy, as well as common sense, are not very common.
My point is: I have to get out of the ED before I lose my shit because of a random, minuscule request. In order for my heart to allow hope to spring eternal again, I have to remove myself from this setting.
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Another one bites the dust : (
Hey, Friend!
Have you ever heard of the psychological term Burnout? Although you may feel that you should take partial ownership in 'allowing' it to happen, but in an ED setting it's pretty hard, especially with a night schedule. An important thing to remember during this time is to take care of yourself in several aspects of your life: spiritual, physical, mental... etc. Create a list - a sort of self-care plan - and be sure to utilize that list, especially now. And when you get a new job and things are bright again, keep that self-care plan in a drawer and pull it out to remind yourself of the things that you know will help you during whatever funk comes your way.
This. Too. Shall. Pass!
Athena, you are SO WISE!
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