We’ll that didn’t last long. I got 2 days of training, following someone around, no hands on, then thrown on the floor for a 12 hour shift by myself. 14 residents, 3 diabetics, 3 Alzheimer’s, 2 with dangerous high/low blood pressure and meds 3-5 times a day. Helping with meals, cleaning the whole place, laundry, and they complained I was too slow. I picked up speed, but I got to thinking. Rules and laws started getting crazy and I could see it was only going to get crazier with the coronavirus. Once it gets into a nursing home, the bodies stack up. I decided I didn’t want to take a deadly virus home to my husband, so I quit. That place is disorganized, indeed, they take it to a new level. It is one of the worst places I have ever worked. Management was terrible, communication was zero to none.
The residents were precious people. I tried to give them all a smile and make them feel important. It’s dehumanizing enough just being in a place like that, without being in a high speed hurry to get to the next one.
Oh well. We are hunkered down, not going anywhere. We have all we need and have plenty to do.