The twelve hour shifts.

Working twelve hour shifts is shitty. 

Today i was sent to relieve another unit (damn it), realizing then that I would be in charge of a unit I am not familiar with, with an emergency to cap in the 8th hours. Whew!

Then to go back to the original unit.  I was praying if I can get the lighter area...ended up doing the front.  At least my partner helped out with the charts and assignment, etc...thank God. At least we worked together without stirring any conflicts ( can we be at least human and be kind to each other?  I miss the old times and I hate experiencing the nasty when it should not be---shit happens).  Anyway, thank God really for it made the rest of the hours a bit forgiving to this beat up kalabaw.

I got out, walked towards the station.  there were few buses running cos it was sunday. I felt so shitty walking. That's why when the nurses from A14 stopped to gave me a ride, I was so touched by their kindness and somehow felt a little good and warm inside.

I slept the entire way home.

Comments

[Joan]

aww that's nice of 'em giving you a ride home. it's the sense of balance compensating for the the other crap. hang in there mik!