I accidentally hit my head on the chart cabinet’s door (shit happens, as I was scurrying, thinking, and hurrying that time). Think damned physics. Good thing the bump’s at the parietal area. At least the bump is not visible, but it hurts still. I hurt my head on a lousy friday—unlucky day. That day totally sucked and I was just thankful that the people from the next shift were merciful.
Life will be better soon— please. Oh, please.
I was missing the comfort of my previous shift. I know I should be happy for landing in a daytime 12 hour shift. But it just feels so different.
Just the breaktimes are crazy. I don’t have much appetite for food. I only eat to function well, otherwise I’m good skipping. I would rather sleep than eat.
I should be happy. I don’t know. I’ll try hard. I’ll see if I will learn to love it eventually.
Tomorrow, wake up and go to Spanish class.
Return stuff at the lib.
8 pm pilates.
I feel so shitty lately. Must be the consecutive 12 hours work shift.
Missing kind, sweet, honest and simple people back home. Give me a hug, guys.
Working twelve hour shifts is shitty.
Today i was sent to relieve another unit (damn it), realizing then that I would be in charge of a unit I am not familiar with, with an emergency to cap in the 8th hours. Whew!
Then to go back to the original unit. I was praying if I can get the lighter area…ended up doing the front. At least my partner helped out with the charts and assignment, etc…thank God. At least we worked together without stirring any conflicts ( can we be at least human and be kind to each other? I miss the old times and I hate experiencing the nasty when it should not be—shit happens). Anyway, thank God really for it made the rest of the hours a bit forgiving to this beat up kalabaw.
I got out, walked towards the station. there were few buses running cos it was sunday. I felt so shitty walking. That’s why when the nurses from A14 stopped to gave me a ride, I was so touched by their kindness and somehow felt a little good and warm inside.
I slept the entire way home.
