This is going to be somewhat of a rant. (I'm sure you've noticed that I do a lot of those).
So I worked the graveyard shift for my friend last night and this afternoon got a call from my boss railing into me about all of the things I did wrong.  Of course, the only thing that I got out of her spiel that was actually my fault was that one of the residents was sopping wet when she got up this morning. Now, I would like to point out that this particular resident is wet most mornings, and the last (and only) time I worked a morning shift where I got her up she had soaked clear through two briefs and the sheets as well, because the night aide hadn't taken her to the bathroom at all.  I did at least take her once and had to put up with her yelling at me because I was mean enough to make her do all the things that she's capable of doing by herself.  I didn't do everything for her.  OH MY GOSH!!!  I am such a HORRIBLE person.  I'm trying to keep her strong.  Sue me.
So I'm now forbidden forever, from taking a night shift.  Does this seem at all fair to anyone?  I wish I could find another job that would be willing to hire me for only three months, but there never is anyone like that, and I'm moving in April.  I cannot wait.  For multiple reasons.  This just adds to the list.
Okay. I'm done ranting now.  I don't feel any better.
      “There's nothing to be gained by second-guessing yourself. You can't remake the past. So look ahead… or risk being left behind.”
-Vala Mal Duran
-Vala Mal Duran
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