Uhh i just got home from work. From my previous post, i was dreading coming into my new job as a CNA. Tonight was rough. Didnt get to go on break either. I had ten patients. But i did have some help today and she is one of the nicest ones there.
But after the shift, i felt so defeated.. i honestly felt like crying for the first time in years.
I think the verbal abuse, the screaming, and more screaming that i get from the patients might be triggering some past memories ive had.
I work with 95% females there and i know some are just betting that i wont last working there. Apparently not a lot of people last there that’s why we are understaffed.
Before i left the facility, they posted the number of patients i have tomorrow. And of course they put me in the unit where its even harder.
Its really rough taking care of these people that don’t even know who they are anymore. The amount of bowel movements i have to wipe off of them.
This is the feeling that keeps me up at night. The Feeling that i failed life.