Today is day #10 of being at work. 10 straight days! I will make it to day 12 and DIE. I plan on sleeping in on Saturday if it kills me, dammit. When one works so much, so many things get neglected- the dishes, the laundry, the scrapbooking. Of course, we make time for the hickeys but then again, this couple knows how to prioritize. Ha!
We are still awaiting Joint Commission inspections. They have been everywhere in the hospital except for Pediatrics and I wish they would just get here already. Sheesh. Talk about pure torture. I'm not touching you... TOUCH ME ALREADY!
I have to count my blessings and give thanks for the fact that I have a job and I am able to contribute to my family. I am healthy and able bodied. I am making a difference in my place of work. I like my job... I like my job... I like my job... Okay, I really do like being a nurse. There is always a sense of accomplishment when I get home after a hard day's work. The kids make me smile and I enjoy taking care of families. It's the management stuff I am taking a while to warm up to. It will get better though (I've been told by everyone anyway).
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