So I'm gonna cut to the chase....I HATE my assignment!! It sucks and I hate it! I've worked in the PICU more than I've worked in the NICU. Every MORNING (yeah that's making me sick, too) that I have to drive to work I'm in fear of where they will have "floated" me too. Luckily, I've only been floated to the PI so far. I'm more familiar with the PI staff than I am the staff in the NICU...that's sad. But, I know the day will come when they float me to the floor and I have like 4 big, grown-ass kids. I had a 6y/o in the PI the other day...but he had CP and he had a trach, and y'all know how I LOVE those trachs. So that kinda made it better. (Am I a sicko or what??)
So besides being floated, I'm not too crazy about the NICU itself. They brag about being a Level III, but they aint shit. They have old-timey equipment and they are WAY behind on safety protocols and initiatives when it comes to the neonatal population. They barely even put babies in isolettes! I could write a book on all the ways this place ain't Vanderbilt, or any reputable Level III for that matter. Oh, by the way...the manager's a bitch...with a capital B, I, T, C, and H, ya dig? I can't stand her or that funky-ass yellow Hanes Her Way hoodie she wears everyday.
The entire hospital is clearly mismanaged from the top on down. I hate it. Hate is a strong word, but I find it to be the most appropriate.
So what does this all mean for me?? As of right now, I'm gonna continue to try to stick it out in the Big Easy and finish my assignment. I'm definitely not ready to move back to Tennessee. (Go ahead...wipe your tears...) But I damn sure have a list of questions to ask my next potential employer. And in the meantime, my recruiter is shopping out my file to hospitals with openings for late October/November...just to keep my options open. But like I said, I'm gonna try to stick it out til December. After that...I'm throwin up the dueces to the N.O. I've had about enough of this two-bit town.
Lastly...after some intense pondering and inner reflection...I've decided that I was born to be some rich man's wife. It's gotta be my destiny. It's just gotta. At this point I'd be content with a Sugar Daddy, ya know? Ah well...I'll keep being a nurse in the meantime.
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ok tiff...now i'm in suspense and really wanna know where you're at...mainly cause i lived there and worked there...and went back and travelled there and have friends at different nicu's as well as heard stories abt diff ones...so if you get a second i'm dying to know. email me at weltoem@msn.com i bet i can guess though...well i've narrowed it down to 2.
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