You know how everything that Midas touched turned to gold. Of course, it ended-up being bad in the end, but in the beginning it was FANTASTIC.
Well, I had the opposite effect last night at work. I really felt that everywhere I went I reeked chaos and craziness. I was in 3 deliveries and all 3 were inSANE… couldn’t believe it. One footling breech, one a doctor missed and the residents delivered and one everyone missed and I delivered all the while asking the lay midwives to step out of the way (long story — needless to say, lay midwives have no place in a hospital — if you plan on having lay midwives please don’t bring them and expect them to deliver your baby) (please.).
So, it just started to get to me after a while. I was so tired of all the craziness…. plus I’d wanted to go home early. Do you ever feel that way in your life — that you’re the crazy toddler who’s putting your world off wack?
In retrospect a nurse should never want to go home early.
It pretty-much screws-up the night for everyone.
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