The only time that I have ever quit job is for a better opportunity. More pay, better benefits or growth in my chosen field. But this time is different.
If you read my previous post about my first month as an RN; you will see what I do every Tues, Thursday and alternating weekend. Actually, I have been doing this for over 2 months now.
After working days like that, it takes some time for this girl to recover. I seem to spend my days sleeping til 8:00 am and playing catch up all day long.
I love the work that I am doing and I truly enjoy my co-workers and people that I care for. My bosses have been amazing. I really hate to quit.
But Steve and I had a talk last night about how things are going. He has been incredibly supportive, so have my children and friends…but they miss me.
Steve says that the weekend that I work is way too long for both of us. He says that the money is great, but our happiness as a team is much more important to him.
My mom recently had to go in for Cardiac Bypass Surgery with an Aortic Valve Replacement. Not only do they crack open your chest for that, but they need to cut open the heart to replace the valve.
Just a few hours later, they found that they had to open her chest again; because she had clotted and was bleeding into the sack that surrounds the heart. Not only was she bleeding internally, but the pressure from the filling sack was keeping her heart from pumping.
What was supposed to be a 4 day stay would have been extended for an additional 2 days, but then she developed pneumonia. By the time that the pneumonia was resolved enough to send her home; 15 days had passed. A patient experiences a lot of deconditioning when laying in bed sick for that long.
My mom is going to recover here at my farm home. When I picked her up, I realized that I had a very fragile patient on my hands. How could I leave her alone? I have friends, I can make it work. I am good at juggling things.
But something kept telling me that this time I needed to stop juggling so many things. My mom is precious to me and life is too short as it is.
So after talking to Steve some more and praying a lot-I decided for now….
Twizzle, Twazzle, Twozzle, Twome; time for this nurse to come home.”
At least for now.