Warning typical Monday rant ahead.
Well, my 2 12 hour shifts turned into a 12, 16, 8. We are so short staffed that it is dangerous. We are down 9 FTE that is more than 300 hours a week that are not covered. In the hours that I was there we took 26 addmissions/codes/or transfers. We were missing at least 3 employees each shift. The patients familys were verbally abusive, 2 of them were escorted from the building by security. One night I started out with a "stable" vent wnd a code from the floor. The code died 2 hours later, so I took an Er admission. Drug overdose questionalbe downtime. What we call Dead on a vent. He coded on me, came back, coded again, came back, and died. I then had to go to a code on the floor and keep the code there until the body was take nto the morgue and the room cleaned. While I was at the code, my stable patient went into vtach, and was coded (he's fine). That wasn't an unusual assignment this weekend. We are all burned out. We asked them to hold 2 admissions for an hour. RN supervisor refused. We got our Moanager on the phone, she said take them. I am ready to call the state about the staffing situation. Management was unable to assist us with staffing. They were also unble to come in and take patient. Not a single nurse took a break all weekend. Nursing supervisor did send up some pizza to try and keep us quiet, so I did eat one night I was there. I went 16 hours without peeing. Our potluck was eaten by dayshift. I have been removed from the charge position next week because I need to work on my people skills. Like that is a punishment, more work/responsibility for .50 more an hour. I will say that everyone pulled together and took great care of the patients. Team effort and all. I got home at 530 instead of 430. Won didn't wake up to is alarm. I needed to go to the bathroom and noticed it was 750. The bus gets here at 810. I got katie around and on the bus. Won's statement was, :I thought you were getting her ready." WTH!?!. The house is the usual Monday nightmare. Not a dish has been washed since Friday morning, when I did dishes. I am exhausted and frustrated, and am crying as I type this. I don't know how much more I can do. I am falling apart. I can't quit my job for a year. I can't do an orientation on days until Katie is in 1st grade. I also am not sure I could leave my friends in the lurch right now.
Katie and I are taking anap the I take her to tap. We are going to Olive garden for dinner, jsut the 2 of us. I missed her soccer game and feel incredibly guilty.
T will get to journals tonight. I hope everyone had a good weekend.
Beth
OK, I'm a little worried about your sleep-eating thing. PLEASE get some rest and DO NOT give in to the pressure to stay at work longer, OK?
hat. 
). At least you got to sleep in your bed. 
Take care sweetie and have a great day! 
I've never left the house, my brother however also suffers from this and when he was little he managed to get all the way to the basement. 
I know you didn't want to stay over and work last night, but at least you got Sunday out of the deal. 
