The Other Side

It's been a month and 6 days. Whew. In a short period of time, I felt like I've gone through a lot at 3rd floor. I don't know if it's a good thing but the good part are the learning and experience I'm acquiring. 

This is exactly the opposite of what I felt in Dialysis. Like my four months of stay there was like a flash and I only learned minimal. I feel weird when I think of that.

Few weeks ago, I wrote about the Dialysis Unit's certain charisma. Now let me say something about 3rd floor. Toxic ward, it is often called that way. In other words, it's a busy ward. Patient's census is always packed, given a lot of tasks to be done in small amount of time. 

From what I heard and what was endorsed upon me, most nurses don't want to be assigned in that floor. I guess for obvious reason, nobody wants to be intoxicated for an unjustified amount of cash. On one hand, nurses from the toxic ward earn good reputation from other departments in return. There is a generalized conclusion that if you were from 3rd floor, you're GOOD. Which is the opposite perception when you came from Dialysis.  I guess I'm going through extremes these days.

Anyways, what's with 3rd floor that everyone dislike about? I'd like to point out some.

1. Overwhelming tasks. Which happens when the shift is about to end. Doctor's coming with all their orders, sending patients home, admitting patients, etc. All of these may pour in at the same time and will certainly drive you crazy you'll regret you woke up that day.
2. Demanding patients. It's an ordinary ward not a suite but patients will demand your attention like they are checked-in in a hotel suite. They will annoy you with their ridiculous complaints and bug you with their desire to go home without the doctor's advised. Gahd!
3. Not so approachable co-workers. Well, I'm from Dialysis. People there are superb. Not to set comparison but the 3rd floor people are completely opposite. Anyways, I don't mind, at least they are not all fake. 

With all the negativity and bad vibes. Toxic ward isn't all bad after all. Honestly, I'm gradually falling in love with that place. It has this certain aura conducive for learning both in my chosen field and in life. I love Dialysis but 3rd floor is  so challenging that it caught my attention really hard I don't have spare time to miss Dialysis. It's like an obnoxious guy that I hate to love. Oh god! This doesn't confirm my obsession with complicated matters. Seriously, I never thought I would say this.

I'm so dead if someone I knew will read this but it feels good to let it out.HAHA

What a Week

It’s been an exciting week for me. This might be one of those times where I got to do, experience and learn a lot in a short time.

These days, days pass like hours and hours pass like minutes. I don’t have a tight grip of time. I don’t get the chance to update myself of the day and often, I get surprised by how fast days had gone and its weekend again.

When I’m on duty, time is an essential and every second counts. I get on duty and the next thing I know its endorsement time.  I’m not really sure if it’s a good thing but I find it interesting and extraordinaire. It’s like there’s no time to get bored and lax. Which is exactly opposite of what I felt in Dialysis unit. I’m not really sure what I like and not but I’m pretty much ok with where I am now though it’s not a perfect and easy place.

This week I had my first two absents. The first one was last Tuesday because of severe back pain. It was honest and I really can’t move well. The second is today. I had a great night last night with my high school friends; drank too much, talk my heart out and flirt as much as I can.  Haha. Eventually, I wasn’t able to go to work because I feel terribly bad and tired.

Honestly, behind my valid reasons (at least for me they are valid). I intended to make absences while I’m still a volunteer because once I get promoted as a trainee, I plan to bring the best in me and never absent. Yes, next cut off, on Tuesday, April 11, I’m an official trainee.

I don’t know if it’s something to be happy and thankful for. Technically, YES, because that only means I’m entitle to some of the hospital benefits like allowance and a ton of hospital toxicity brought by heavy work load and responsibility. I really regret I don’t get the chance to pour my sarcasm when it comes to this. That freaking cocktail screwed up my wordplay today!

Anyways, all the stress I felt this week was melted away by the time I spent with my high school classmates 

last night. I got the chance to hang out and de-stress with real people and people I like. I miss those kind of moments when you get the chance to show the real you and just pour my heart out without worrying that those people will sell you out. I was really de-stressed. I’m especially happy that had to spend time to one of my high school crush, Max. He really made my night right even though I was kind a disappointed of some things. Nonetheless, it’s worth a day absent from the hospital, seriously.

In the hospital, I’m happy that I’m starting to learn humility again and treating mistakes like my own mentor. I hope I can take this attitude along the way. Ione is starting to open up with me and she’s really nice, actually to everyone. I’m not certain if she’s true or she is just making herself likable. Anyways, I don’t want to guess her real intention.

From now on, I decided not to be conscious with everyone is thinking either about me or anybody. I choose to focus with my job and what I’m bound to do. I wish I’ll get over with my phobia with phones and calling too.

Now I got to frequently remind myself of my purpose, drive, motives and goals in the floor to get me back on track every time.