Just a small example of the high quality parents coming out of my hospital:
We have two meth-positive newborns in our nursery
One has a baby's daddy who just got out of prison and if she's not evicted from her apartment, well, she'd have a lot less stress in her life
We discharged one mom back to her involuntary mental health hospitalization
So to all those people who tell me how FUN my job must be...."Oh, you get to see all the babies!" It's a job, and occasionally, it's horrid.
2 comments:
blech. Sorry to hear about your tough day :(
FWIW: *HUGS* ;)
I know the cliches won't make you feel any better, so I won't use them. All types of work that sound glamorous or cool to others are for the people who work there - just a job.
I know that, you know that - we are in the oddjob profession where Friday night doesn't necessarily mean Friday night at the bar. Can't tell you have many Friday nights I spent working, answering phone calls and getting basketball scores for hours upon hours. But that's a job, someone gotta do it.
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