My reasons for never ever working day shift EVER again
I just went back to days temporarily and holy shit, take me back to nights.
1.) My patients’/their families’ unrelenting obsession with food and when they will eat.
*Hint* – if you’re NPO because you’re either having surgery/procedure today or because you just had extraordinarily invasive abdominal surgery, it won’t be any time soon. No, your intubated family member can’t have a cheeseburger.
And no, I don’t have food for your 25 family members who are all diabetic and “forgot” to eat. Unless you’re totally down with a can of Promote, I’ve got nothign for you.
2.) Does that phone EVER stop ringing? LIKE EVER? If it’s not lab, it’s pharmacy. Or radiology, or the patient’s 25 thousand family members coming out of the woodwork. Kill me now.
3.) There are so MANY PEOPLE. Visitors, procedural nurses, techs, doctors, med students, nursing students, etc etc etc.
Perhaps I’m becoming more anti-social with being a nighthawk, but Jesus Christ on a cracker. WHERE DO ALL OF THESE PEOPLE WORK? WHERE DO THEY COME FROM? WHAT TO THEY DO?
4.) Families are important, don’t get me wrong. When your loved one is sick, you want to be with them. And it’s not like we don’t have our fair share of family members and their problems. Perhaps we have a security issue. But I’m sorry, I’m not responding after the 50th phone call of the day about Auntie Susie Q. If you want me to take care of Susie Q, designate 1 (hell I’ll even let you have 2) people who you get your updates from. And two, max 3, people at bedside. When I have a vent, my IVs with multiple pumps (and even poles in some cases), the bed, chairs, drains, potentially other machines like CVVH etc, there’s no room for all 20 thousand of you. Please go to the waiting room and take your turn.
Anyhoo, to my day shifters: kudos to you my friends. I’ll be back in the darkened corners of the unit hiding from everyone.