First of all, I want to let you all who are reading my post know that I am NOT against nurses at all. You people are the most amazing people with a lot of skill and wayyyy underpaid. I am soooo not kidding!
But today, I am going to talk about me and my situation as it stands. (or sits…)
OK, so I have this “nurse”, and my thought is that I really don’t need a nurse but a person instead. Ya I know, pretty forward. Honestly, I really don’t understand why some nurses have to be so dumb. Yea, the one I have now is dumb. She is unintentionally turning people against me, but doing it in such a way it looks intentional.
Her name is Brenda. That’s all I am going to say about her name. She says she is 40 but acts like she is 5 years old. What I mean exactly is she doesn’t have good grammar and about everything she says I have to repeat it back to myself to fill in the blanks. Her sentences seriously lack structure. When I do finally guess correctly at what she is saying, it’s totally different than what she said… if that even makes any sense?! She is short, which I don’t have anything against that cuz I’m short too. I’m wayyy short. And she is really “cutzy” meaning she is basically southern. Well, that doesn’t really get too much on my nerves.
What bothers me today is the simple fact of her not communicating. (a simple thing a 5 year old can do) She told me that she needed to be home at 5:00PM so that she can be at home for her daughter. Which is all fine because she is supposed to get off of work at 4:30PM. So Latina (my AWESOME nurse person) is supposed to pick Brenda up in the afternoon and drop her off at my house in the morning (Tuesdays and Thursdays). Well poor Latina is also the business manager of the nursing agency I’m with, so Latina didn’t have time to pick Brenda up by 4:30PM but did have time at 5:30PM. Therefore, Brenda made arrangements with the van service called ICATS to pick her up at 2:00PM! Brenda neglected to tell Latina her situation and what was happening and proceeded to tell me that she already took care of telling Latina (in whatever language she was talking in). Well, come to find out at about 4:15PM Latina calls me up and says that she is on her way to my house. I said, “Cool, why are you coming to my house?” (of course assuming that Brenda had told Latina her situation).
Latina was furious when I told her that Brenda had left at 2:00PM on ICATS. Latina and Brenda live in Statesville and I am about 15 minutes (on good traffic days) away from there. Latina was on her way to pick up Brenda so they could go home.
Needless to say, Brenda owes some apologies. She owes Latina an apology for driving all the way down here for nothing; especially, when gas is like it is now! (BTW, Latina was mad at me for not telling her about Brenda’s situation.) And ME because she put me in the freakin middle of this stupid mess! It all could have been prevented! This blog didn’t have to be here like this. GRRR
