Strike & stuff

It’s Saturday night and Adam is tucked into bed. Brian is doing a little work and I’m watching my favorite summer show: So You Think You Can Dance!!

Thursday was the one day strike for the nurses. It was interesting to say the least. I felt lucky because it was my scheduled day off. It helped to lessen the guilt….a little. It was still really strange to be at the hospital with so many of my coworkers outside knowing that inside were strangers taking care of the patients we are so protective of. We were hoping everything was going ok for them and they were being well cared for.

Outside, I spent about 3 1/2 hours on the picket line. I had very mixed emotions throughout my time there. I wanted something to actually be accomplished and for the hospitals to take notice that the nurses are serious.  I was annoyed at some of the games being played by some of the strikers. I wanted to cry because I couldn’t believe this day had actually come. I wondered what was going to happen next and how much more stress this would bring into my life.

As of tonight, we have no more answers. No more scheduled negotiations and it sounds like our patients weren’t cared for how they deserve to be and normally are on our unit. I am frustrated and just want this all figured out.

I worked 12 hour night shifts on Friday and Saturday. I got to hang out with my boys this afternoon and evening, so I’m thrilled about that! We played in the backyard, went out for supper, and then to the park. I gave Adam a bath and we all watched one of his favorite shows, The Letter Factory, before we tucked him in.

Tomorrow starts another week of work and life! Have a great night!!

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