Fuckin-A, work.
So I've been feeling really overwhelmed at my new job (at the nursing home) the past week or so. My workload doubled my first day on my own after training and I kept getting pretty far behind. So I talked to the Director of Nursing Saturday and her idea was to lighten my workload by two residents and that we'd add them back when I felt more like I had figured out my own stride. Fine, great, good idea.
Sunday, I was walking past a room where two of the other aides were talking and I overheard one of them say I should just quit, that on her first day by herself she had 8 residents (which is bs because they don't give more than 7 to one person) and that she was just fine from the beginning. It pissed me off and frustrated me to no end, so when I finished with the resident I was working with, I clocked out and left. I drove about a block away and all I could think was fuck her. I am GOOD at what I do. I may be slower than the others but that's because I take the time to treat my residents very well. Every single resident I have worked with (that was in their right mind) has told me how wonderful I am and how much they appreciate me. I watch these other aides with residents and they treat them like nothing more than blobs on a bed and it kills me. I never ever want to become like that. I'd rather be slower than them and get done later and have to be there longer and know that my residents quality of life expectations are being met than get done early and make them feel unimportant.
It just drives me CRAZY because I feel like I can't ask for help. With the exception of maybe 3 people, it's impossible to get someone to help me. When I ask they act as though I'm asking them for the world. And I hate to have them help me because it's heartbreaking to watch them treat these people the way they do. None of the things I expected to bother me when I started this do. I don't mind cleaning up after the ones that are incontinent, I don't mind showering/bathing them, feeding them, having them sneeze on me with a mouthful of food (which happened for the first time the other day heh). It's the other aides that make the job hell.
/endrant.
Sunday, I was walking past a room where two of the other aides were talking and I overheard one of them say I should just quit, that on her first day by herself she had 8 residents (which is bs because they don't give more than 7 to one person) and that she was just fine from the beginning. It pissed me off and frustrated me to no end, so when I finished with the resident I was working with, I clocked out and left. I drove about a block away and all I could think was fuck her. I am GOOD at what I do. I may be slower than the others but that's because I take the time to treat my residents very well. Every single resident I have worked with (that was in their right mind) has told me how wonderful I am and how much they appreciate me. I watch these other aides with residents and they treat them like nothing more than blobs on a bed and it kills me. I never ever want to become like that. I'd rather be slower than them and get done later and have to be there longer and know that my residents quality of life expectations are being met than get done early and make them feel unimportant.
It just drives me CRAZY because I feel like I can't ask for help. With the exception of maybe 3 people, it's impossible to get someone to help me. When I ask they act as though I'm asking them for the world. And I hate to have them help me because it's heartbreaking to watch them treat these people the way they do. None of the things I expected to bother me when I started this do. I don't mind cleaning up after the ones that are incontinent, I don't mind showering/bathing them, feeding them, having them sneeze on me with a mouthful of food (which happened for the first time the other day heh). It's the other aides that make the job hell.
/endrant.