A party with Karen tonight! I don’t like feeling apprehension about going to work. The first month of an assignment is so hard. I had met Karen before so that alleviated some stress as it was quickly apparent that Karen was a low key, compassionate, kick in the pants kind of nurse. If they would always put me on the same schedule as her I would be leaping for joy. I don’t think I will be that lucky though. We were able to finish off my checklist for orientation, and got a delivery under our belts as well as another partial admission. She was encouraging as she was so confident that I was going to have no problem taking the baton and running with it. Before I left the interim manager asked if one week out of every four if I would work two twelves and two eights. I said it would be ok as long as it is all nights. They have some majorly confusing schedules around here. People on 7-7, 3-3, 7-3, 3-11, 11-7 and probably even 11-11. People are coming and going every four hours through a rotating door. There is no posted census making it hard to figure out who has who and what exactly we have in the unit at any specific time. I know they are working on this fact right now. If you were to ask me I would say everyone is on 7-7 it’s hard enough to figure out a schedule with only night and day holes to fill in 12 hour blocks…imagine working in four hour blocks. Crazy. I can’t believe how hard the interim manager is working to get this all straitened out. Kudos to her for sure.
Well I have my wings now, ready or not I fly solo (lots of people to ask questions of) on Thursday.
The fortune (if you can call it that, more like advise) in my cookie from lunch yesterday….