The Letter

Dear Securitiy gaurds in Room 6:

I'm so glad you have chosen the career of watching our inmates, while they are cuffed and shackled to the hospital bed. You have been extremly helpful by sitting in the corner, eating our food in the kitchen, and keeping the pt awake for all hours of the night.

Please don't ask me stupid questions that inflict on my nursing judgement. Don't ask "He's not hooked up to an IV, is that ok.?", because that is my concern and not yours. Remember your job is to make sure that the pt doesn't pick the lock, leave his room, go down 9 floors, and escape only wearing a hospital gown, while probably still being chained to his bed, OR that he jumps out the shatter proof glass, and land on the 3rd floor of the hospital, probably dead, thus giving you job insecurity cause its one less inmate you need to watch.

Thank you!

Kevin

oh yet so true

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Exactly!

Get of the cross, we need the wood

The politics of work along with the policy can make anyone drink. Its no surrpise that I don't agree with how things are run, especiallly with vacation/Paid time off. Espeically since I am currenly sitting with 7 weeks of vacation to use, but the powers at be won't let me use.

Its hard to describe, throw in Senority, more politics, its more a headache than what it is worth. It comes to not being able to advance plan trips, and being fucked over in the long run. I'm blessed that I was able to take the many trips I have been, with the way things are run.

I'm a marter. I'm the scapegoat. I'm the one who makes things run around there. I answer other call lights, I pick up shifts, switch with people for shifts(even if it is not in my best interest), answer other RN questions, pick up the slack, and basically know how to play the fucking game. And yet when I want something, its always pulling teeth. Its not a two way street. I'm the marter, and no one understands me. I didn't even hand in my work restrictions to my manager for this same reason....

No one understands where I am comming from.

I got a little warm in my heart. "kim" the most senior nurse on the floor, whose been in the system since 1974), who can be a bitch, wanted to take PTO for a weekend in January. The schedeul is basically out, and when she aproached the Nurse Manager lady, it was DENIED. DENIED.

Kim came storming into the charge office, BITCHING, and on the verge of TEARS. I have NEVER seen her that upset in the years I have worked with her. Wanted me to trade with her a weekend, and as the marter, I'll do it.

I asked off for 2 weeks to go to Europe with mom and dad. Honestly I never see it happening. I'll get fucked over like I usually do. I'll be thrown up on a tree and have rocks thrown at my feet. No one mourns the wicked....

And its frustrating, when our nurse manager, our "role model" takes off more time than GOD does.

But it warmed my heart. Now you know how I feel. Now you know that the system sucks. Now you know--

NOW you know, what's its like

And how we have to get off our cross, and burn the wood..

its gettiing cold in here...