The Bologna Blog

Paradise

Paradise, it wasn't! But I and everyone else survived! That is the description of my weekend at work. It seems sad that I measure the minutes spent at a job I once loved to a torture chamber. And I am not even on A Covid floor! It has to do with the increased work load on nurses on all floors. Staff is short and the acuity is high. As a regular nurse I have six of my own patients, add to that my charge nurse duty that encompasses twenty-one ill individuals that I am responsible for. It leaves me feeling like I was wearing roller skates all night as I fought to put out fires and maintain the health and safety of all. There are 206 bones in the human body, each and every one of mine hurt this morning.It may sound like I am whining but that is not the purpose of this blog As tired as I am, I feel incredibly proud of the work we did last night. I am aware that this is happening to every nurse on every floor across the country. So I salute my colleagues for all of the incredible work we do. Take just two minutes of that non-existent break to pat yourself on the back for kicking butt and taking names. keep fighting the good fight ladies and gentlemen.