Slowly, shift by shift, I am getting the hang of things as a nurse "down under". There are still moments in EVERY shift where I want nothing more than to find a corner to assume the fetal position and cry. Of course, I don't. I keep it together, put on my cape and tiara, and do the best damn job I can in the time I am allotted. I LOVE one of the hospitals here, Sir Charles Gardiner... aka "charlies". It's the teaching hospital, so it's very much like UK as far as med students and residents. After working in a teaching facility, you find it's not over whelming to have THAT many doctors around, but it works so much to your benefit! But the "small" differences I keep talking about sometimes all occur within 10 minutes. Suddenly I feel like an idiot because I have no clue what people are talking about (only because it's not the same name brand I'm use to.) Charlies has awesome nurses and every experience there has been a positive one for sure.
Tonight I was at my dinner break (something I RARELY got in America!) and I find out one of my patients in surgery (or Theatre as they call it here... ) is ready for me to pick them up. Oh, and my new admission (that I had no clue about) is in their bed. Awesome. Because I can totally be in two places at once? (does that mean I get double pay for doing double work?). It wasn't me being dumped on as an agency nurse, it was simply the way the cards fell. I did all I could, but felt like I was "dumping" on the oncoming nurse. And based on her "tone" I felt that she agreed. Although I tried to emphasize that I was sorry but things were beyond my control. Problem is too many agency nurses give the rest of us the bad name. And as a former staff nurse, I've been on that side so I understand.
I just hope to get the hang of this soon. It's really hard to go from being the one people came to for things, to the one who doesn't feel like she knows shit sometimes. I know I can do this. I will just be glad when I can re read this entry and laugh at myself. That'll be a good day. And it can't come soon enough. But I know, this is just part of it.
The sponsorship is still lingering over my head, and I really hope to know more about that soon. There is an option for me to get my own residency, but it's quite expensive.. perhaps cheaper than other options though..but those are worst case scenarios. I'm shocked at how hard the immigration process really is.
As I speak, my love is currently in very cold Mongolia. He said of all things his feet are the coldest. If I could, I would take that cold from him. I'd easily let my feet be cold to know his were warm. It's only for a week, and after the 11K long distance relationship, a week seems like nothing. He reminded me that it's only 5 days until he gets to see me again. :) Texts like that warm my heart. I so love him and am so happy. He bring so much joy to my life and I can't imagine my life without him. He's the best friend and partner a girl could ever dream of. And how lucky am I that my best friend became my partner? I can't believe we've been "us" for 17 months now. We've had our fair shares of ups and downs..but what couple hasn't? I just know that I'm so happy and love him so very much. I curse our bad times, but part of me is grateful for them, because they've brought us so close. There is nothing we dont' know about each other. At all. Everything is completely open with us, and I love that. He gets me, and I get him. As a quote from a movie (untamed heart) "he doesn't make sense.. i don't make sense...together... we make sense". I now understand that quote. Fully.
With that I am taking my aching feet to bed!! Much love folks.
Until next time...
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