Well, not literal Hell since I’m an anti-christian, (anti-all organized religions, really) but a hell none the less. Monday night we had three separate sitter rooms, so while there were four of us scheduled there was only one of the floor. Me. Well that went well. Even better, right after shift I had a mental health appointment, so I got to spend 45min pouring out my drama and spleen before finally going home. That shit is soooo tiring.
Tuesday night we were down to using only two sitters (one person watched the two in single rooms) which at least left us two on the floor – which was better, but it was still damned busy. Oh and there was the snow scare. I was going to be damned if I was getting stuck up on the Hill, but if we have no relief then we are legally required to stay. Because someone has to watch the inmates, so sayeth the law. Thankfully it melted down to nasty slush and I still got out just fine.
Tonight though… was looking pretty good: we were down to one sitter room, and five - five! – of us were scheduled so we all had only about six patients apiece which is the fewest we’ve had in like two months. Until I found out at about 2100 that someone was going to have to float and it was my turn again. *sigh* So after the CBG’s down to 6D I went, where I kinda demanded the sitter room so at least I could get off my knee and not be running around someone else’s floor like an idiot. Besides, if they were good I was hopefully going to get some homework done. And my sitters? I think one has started circling the drain and the other is just a crazy (like, schizophrenic crazy) guy. Although he whines really annoyingly.
