As I mentioned in my last post, I had just stared a new job that wasn't really a good fit for me.
After week one of the new job I was feeling as though I made a huge mistake. This was only confirmed when I saw a patient die right in front of me. Up until this point my biggest fear in the world wasn't spiders or snakes, it wasn't even heights, it was seeing a dead person. My biggest fear had come true and I was traumatized. After the incident , I was kindly consoled by my co-workers. I was told "you work in a nursing facility...what did you expect?"...as they walked away taking pleasure in my terror. This only confirmed that I indeed had made a bad decision.
Because this incident happened on a Friday,I had the entire weekend to think about this patients (and mine) misfortune. However I am not a quitter and deep down I felt as though I needed to face my fear,so on Monday I went back to complete week two of my new job.
Week three was not going much better. Instead of being out of the building doing sales calls, I was in the building reading charts and determining if patients had "bugs". I was doing admission applications that were as many pages as my mortgage loan, all while I had no clue what I was doing. I had reached my max stress limit and was very displeased with my co-workers. I was the black sheep of the facility, and everyone knew it.
As luck would have it, just when I had reached this boiling point I get a text message from my previous employer asking if I was ready to come back yet. I sent a text back saying "as a matter a fact I am". From there I was immediately in touch with my former boss and within an hour I was rehired and ready to go.
Although going back to my old job was not the ideal scenario and my job security there was unknown.....it was a job and one that I was familiar with. And the biggest bonus of all.....I DON'T see dead people.
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