Last night was one of the worst shifts I've had. Among a million other issues, I had a doctor actually blame me for a patient potentially dying because I didn't receive an order or a call for a drip they needed... they waited an hour and a half after ordering it to call me and ask where it was. I didn't know anything about it, and somehow it's my fault? How about you call 15 minutes after sending an order? Even 30? But 90 minutes later and you blame ME? I was so worked up from the whole thing I could hardly sleep today, and I'm anxious here at work. Ugh. I so don't need this right now.
On another note, I'm dying to know what your awkward convo was about! Haha
So there's an ad in the corner of this page showing someone stand up paddle boarding and there's a giant shark in the water next to them. It says "Glide across the water and enjoy a newfound PEACE" and is advertising flights from LA to La Paz on AeroMexico.
Um... I don't find sharks next to me to be particularly peaceful. Just me?
Kelly, that sounds sooooo much like my facility. I wasn't even on duty but I had to shoulder blame for something last week. Just because my manager sees me more than those who actually were responsible, I have to bear the brunt of it???
It's so messed up. I get yelled at for things all the time that are more often than not things completely out of my control or blatantly someone else's fault (usually the nurse who's yelling haha). Last night, though, really made me angry. I can usually shake stuff off but this one has it's claws dug in.