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There is an ER God after all. How do I know? Today was a day of respite. It was mysteriously slow. A welcome departure from the two days I worked this past week which sucked.I should have known the day would be different when I walked to the back of the ER and there were no drunks sleeping it off. And last night being St Patricks eve and all....weird.
I worked in triage and I didn't turn into the incredible hulk like I usually do.
I didn't go home mentally and physically exhausted. I wasn't gnarly with my family like I usually am. I haven't said: "I HATE THAT PLACE!" once since I have been home. Its like I am a normal person or something. Very strange. A feeling I don't often have.
When there is a rare day like this, I say to my co-workers that the world has come to an end and we are the only ones left alive...thats what it feels like.
2 comments:
Enjoy the silence - you know it won't last long.
murgatr
Pharm.Tech. RDC'06
It is amazing how ER nurses feel and think so much alike. I work in Las Vegas, NV, and my ER is not much different from yours. I love reading your blog; it actually makes me feel that being jaded is a normal part of being an ER nurse, or maybe it's just that "jaded" loves company.
Thank you, Lucy
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