Sep 23, 2010 11:13
Just had my 6 week chiropractor appointment, and the man was very nice to me, working on my shoulders and upper back now that my lower back seems to be behaving itself. Although given that i've only done 3 days since coming back off holiday and none of those 3 have been "back-killers" may have something to do with the status of my lumbar spin
The other side is that even though I'm writing this at noon I just feel exhausted. Wiped out. Knackered. I can barely keep my eyes open as I type. The last two days, well the Monday and the Wednesday have been hard for me and it's really boiling down to insufficient staffing.
People say it is the same wherever you go. All the NHS hospitals are under siege in terms of the nursing numbers and with our Trust inparticular trying to slash its debts it has somehow figured it can save £8 million by reducing staff costs.
Where they created this magical number from is a mystery but it's here.
Of course that is cold comfort to us, the workers who are routinely overworked and understaffed. I came into nursing to help people, it wasn't about the money. But now I think that vocation is being worn down by relentless '85 chicago bears type' pressure.
I've talked to some of my friends higher up our nursing food chain (band 7 +) and they've suggested moving to the other hospital site, at least on rotational terms. But I know that the pressure is bad EVERYWHERE right now. I love the job I do, but it's just this lack of staff is putting the onus on the rest of us.
And I don't think my body can take much more of this. My brain either.
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