Well, I worked last night...
And once again, it was absolutely awful. I had three total care patients older than 90, which means they require complete assistance with turning and pulling up in the bed, feeding, cleaning up when they soil themselves and much more. One of them required a blood transfusion...which requires more intense care. Another required an extensive dressing change, another’s IV blew out under her skin and had to be re-started. There was only one other nurse on the floor and she couldn’t help me. No nurse tech. I was an hour late getting out.
I got in the car and my back was killing me, my face was numb, I was shaking all over and I had a splitting headache...and I needed to go to the bathroom but didn’t realise it till I got in the car and relaxed a little bit. Thankfully Steve was driving, my vision was so blurry.
I turned to Steve and said “Why am I doing this when I could be doing private duty? This job is going to kill me and I mean it.”
I was so stressed, I couldn’t sleep last night. Even this morning, my face is still tingling.
The very sad thing is, if I’d just had a tech to help me, I could’ve done it without any trouble. I was so overwhelmed with the non-professional stuff that I couldn’t get to the things that required a professional. It makes me sad, because I love doing the professional stuff so much...I feel like I’m good at it and it hurts my feelings that I am killing myself just trying to stay afloat instead of doing what I love and went to school for.
S’posed to be hot today. Already 91 degrees out there...s’posed to get up to what? 105?
I’ve got the baby bunnies in the house and the buck and does under the shade tree in damp grass. Got frozen bottles of water to put in their cages after lunch.
Make that 93 degrees out there now...it went up just since I posted.