Thursday, January 19, 2006

last day on a 3 straight wordays. Silly me, I thought 3 days work and 1 day off will be ok. 3 weeks into the schedule and I'm already feeling tired, debating about calling in every single day. I gotta have 2 days off....in a row.

I woke up this morning still debating if I want to call in for today. I finally convinced myself to go on ahead and work, since I'm off tomorrow anyway. It'll be an easy day mikee. Or so I thought.

Easy cannot be used to describe what I had to deal with today. It wasn't busy, it's just not easy. First thing I did was wipe ass. The very last thing I did was wipe ass!

For some reason, they always decide to do something crazy at the very last minute. Like being quiet the whole day, very comfortable and then at 2245, decides to get out of bed. She can't walk! If she would have bugged me earlier in the shift, I would have made sure i had a bedcheck, an order for ativan and a foley. But no, no, no......she fooled me bigtime! At 2330, I was in her room, trying to convince her to sleep.

You're off tomorrow, mikee!

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