Today was one of the worst.days.ever. at work. The details are inconsequential, but I had to deal with a huge miscommunication that hurt people’s feelings, made them angry at me, and turned into a shitstorm and a meeting in my manager’s office. I had to deal with doctors not doing the right thing. I had to deal with two of my staff getting so pissed off at each other that I had to use my mean voice and shut them up. I had to give a patient’s family bad news that someone else should have dealt with. I had to deal with a patient’s family who was being unreasonable and trying to avoid her transfer to another facility. I had to deal with a patient who was in significant need of some anti-anxiety medications and needed to be peeled off the ceiling. Then he accused one of my staff of “treating him like a second class citizen because of his sexuality.”
I did not realize when I scheduled it that I had the best timing ever when I scheduled a 4 day weekend. I have driving, live music, and the company of someone whom I care deeply about on the agenda.
And the best part? I will not be at work. And maybe? Next week I can look into training to be a plumber instead.