But it’s not. Second day, same as the first. I find it tedious beyond measure. The hardest part is that these nurses really find themselves busy. The pace is a whole different thing that the unit, which I knew, but didn’t really know. I feel like I can hear the second hand ticking, very slowly, the whole damn day. I have never had two eight hour days last so long in my life before. The worst part is that they really don’t want me to do the teaching for pediatrics. I guess I should have realized.
As usually, I am also full of good ideas (snort) of how I will do better at this, and it makes me have to stand on my own tongue for a good part of the day. As with all nursing jobs, it will be better when I am cut loose from my preceptors and don’t have to worry about what they think. But it’s a long slow day, and it will be a long slow six months before I can get a different job.
Quilts: I am reading this .book.
I love it, and think that you should love it, too.