Since the last update, many things have happened: 1) I worked in a small hospital (which I may talk to you later), I lost 10 kilos due to stress, I quit that job and I kept looking for one that I got two weeks after leaving the hospital.2 ) I managed to join a corporate that provides medical service to the industrial area and I could begin to have experience in occupational health.3) I appeared a little ball on the bust that tomorrow I will value with a gynecologist, 4) I made good friends in the corporate 5) and my amortz managed to be the best of its generation
1) A job that gave me worked!
First of all I want to make it clear that this served as a lesson for me to pray to heaven work without measuring the scope of my words. If someone serves as a lesson, I will be happy not to make the same mistake as me.
On June 15 I went to a job interview in the hospital of a friend of the husband of my older sister's friend ... Ok that sounded weird but that's how it was, I found out about the interviews a day earlier when that friend of my sister (which we will call "Intense K") contacted me to ask me to present myself at that address around 11 am. So I did and the plan was to pretend that we hardly knew each other so there would not be problems because it was the recommended one.
Doc "A" seemed to be a very good person, kind and accessible. And so it was the first days, and my morning companion (Nurse Y) also seemed nice to me. She, the nurse of the night (whom we will call nurse F) and I would be the team of that hospital because they assigned me the afternoon shift.
My welcome consisted of a induction and three hours later they left the hospital to me alone. That's where the weird started. It turned out that I should be in the operating room, emergency, outpatient, hospitalization and above reception after 7pm. I told myself that I could do it.
-It's okay, it's a challenge, you can- I told myself and took the reins.
Two days later (on Saturday) there was a very heavy rain that closed some streets and Nurse Y took it as an excuse for not going to his night shift (since he was filing with Nurse F) so who do you think he stayed to cover the woman that did not want to go to work? I.
That was the first of many that he did to me.
That because I did not work, that because I did not do things well, that because this, that because the other ... I was desperate. For her, everything I did was wrong.
Doctor A did not stay behind, he began to be influenced and ended up treating me badly.
The receptionists who were radiologists did not want me either, although from the beginning they made me see that they did not like them.
The stress that I started to carry each day when I woke up took its toll with my weight and my health to such an extent that I stopped eating and sleeping
Well, I cried every morning because I knew that Nurse And I would scold me for something and also I almost did not see my family and you know that I am very close to my cushion.
However I know that God did not want me to continue suffering and during the taking of the graduation photography of my Amortz my mother came and took the opportunity to go pick me up at night to work. She heard the treatment they gave me and it was enough so that she would not let me go back to that place. I still thank you for that.
To be continue...
