Monday, August 29, 2005
~ Lost to the battle... ~
4:19:00 pm
If I were ever to make a bet with my friends, they would definitely lose... Many thought that I was a strong girl, that I could withstand any pressure, any stress level... But yet, I've finally succumbed to my emotions today... And with the extra stress level ++, it just made it worse...
Apparently, I was left to work on my own again today since my junior had to send patients for outings and my preceptor had no choice but to continue the junior role... I did managed to cope with everything except that I finished my changes late since the doctors round ended only at about 11.30am... I knew my preceptor was busy too and therefore, I didn't really seek her help unless I was unsure with certain things and the need to clarify...
But came close to 2pm, I was called up by my ward NO to fill up a new copy of the Controlled Drugs (CD) checklist due to some error done by the previous, previous, previous (and the list goes on...) shift... Since the Sister spotted it today, I had to sign in my name there... And that point in time, I was updating my report and practically, my mind was running through all my unfinished changes... After signing in my name, quickly rushed off to finish off my report...
I was then again called by my NO to count the CD with the afternoon staff... And with a stressful mind, I was asked to rewrite the drug count on the checklist... Kept on writing the wrong thing, my NO got 'impatient' and I ended up wasting 3 pieces of paper... By then, I couldn't endure it any longer and my eyes started to fill up with tears... Tried my very best to hold it back but too bad, I couldn't hold it back anymore...
Okay lah... Many people came to know of it... My preceptor ended up running up to me asking me whether I was scolded by anyone... *Haha*... How can I not love my preceptor?
By the way,
Thank you Ana... For consoling me, giving me advices and treating me to a cup of drink (although she said 'lollipop' is better)... I love your positive attitude but I guess I handled it differently from you...
Thank you Jasmine... "
Crying is good cuz it releases the stress in you... But it makes you ugly..."... It just made me feel better and yes, made me feel not 'pretty' too... *Hehe*...
And so... I've lost the battle to stress... *Grr*... And to those who thought that I will never breakdown at work, sorry guys, you've lost...
written, NaDiaH eRNiYaNTi
