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Work in the ER has been so stressful. I was at the screening desk last night, and there were 5 hour waits to get into a room and 2 hour waits to get screened. Lots of drama. People calling 911 from the waiting room for hyperventilation. Pure insanity. Over 100’s of people in the waiting room counting family members, screaming babies...yikes. ICU patients having to be held over waiting for beds in the ICU. Too many of our exceptional staff is leaving ...they have had enough and are unhappy. I’m having a hard time coming down today and I’m getting cravings. It is so very much tied into the stress. I have to hang on through this 3rd week. I have to adjust and remember how bad I want it, and how I want to feel. It’s so important for my health.
How am I going to handle it today? I will find the time to meditate. I just lit a fire, that should help, it’s so relaxing. I’ll do my 45 minutes of exercise and I’m going to stick to my 1500 calories. If I do this I will come out feeling better tomorrow. Itty-bitty changes every single day, Scott is saying in the background as I type and listen. So that is the plan. It will take me over this hump. I’m staying focused and the weight will come off.
wow, I just took my itty-bitty to the ER a week ago or so and we waited 2.5 hours in the waiting room then another 2 hours back in the room. I actually felt bad for the staff. It was overwhelming. I hope your stress levels are back in check and take one day at a time.
On any given evening there are about 15 to 19 RN’s (nurses) and 4 doctors, each with a resident that is a licensed doctor working on their ER residency under one of our attendings so everything they do is under the supervision of one of the 4 main ER docs giving us 8 doctors. there are also 2 Physician assistants to take care of the bumps and bruises but they do a lot more than that. Throw in the techs of which there are never enough but ideally 5 ( ahhhh a dream day) and a monitor tech, and an LVN nurse and 4 unit assistants, 3 receptionists, an admit clerk and a pt. ambassador, two patient care co-coordinators to get the old folks to the places they need to go with the equipment they need like oxygen or walkers....they all keep the place going. There is also 2 teams of medicine docs to do the admits (another 12 doctors), and we call down surgery when we need them, as well as any other specialty from cardiology to psych. It is a huge place and there is so much going on. Like I said ...some days I think of how wonderful it would be to be a librarian helping people with their books and research, and living life among my stacks.
Thanks for the hello...I’m so tired today I think I will rest. It’s that weary bone tired. I’ve pulled a muscle and I’m walking like a lame duck....quack. I won’t let it stop me though. I’ll be quacking good and loud and flying high again tomorrow.
Wednesday and Thursday. Rest days except for work. It really has helped this hip pain to just rest it. I think I got a little too wild with the larger hand weights when I was working out the other night. We have a big storm coming in over the week-end. There are already warnings. I hope I don’t loose my power. Off to work in an hour. Friday night in the ER. I’ll be running for sure. I did some stress eating yesterday. Today I have to take stock. How bad do I want it?
I apologize for my absence this has been a difficult week. Baby Dog my Great Dane, stopped being able to get up and walk for 3 days. Pressure on his spinal column, we started new meds and last night, low and behold he stood up and walked. I was making arrangements to put him down. I needed a strong friend to help carry him down all of those stairs to the car and into the vet. It was so sad everything we were doing I was thinking it was the last time.
I felt like an abusive mother when I had to leave him with a bowl of water in front of him, to go to work on Wed, knowing full well he couldn’t get up and there was no one to help him. Scott told me this would be a hard thing to go through especially alone, and that there would be ups and downs. I just have to hold on and roll with the punches. He’s limping but walking right now. I have no idea how much time we have. This is so hard.
On a different front, I went and got my hair colored and styled today for the first time ever...yup It was a first, and I feel like a new person. I can’t tell you how up-lifting it is. Tomorrow I get back on the exercise train. My left hip is finally starting to feel better. I really ripped it up with those weights. I have to remember I’m not 20 anymore but I’m not 90 either, so really I’m still young at 53. It’s all how you look at it.
I promise to do 100 sit-ups before I go to bed tonight.
