Things Don't Look Too effing Good

Let me tell you about the last two days. Let me go back further. Keep in mind that I've always been blamed for things I don't do. Started when I was in 1st grade, and continues through my adult life. Even  my boyfriend and best friends are puzzled by this phenomenon.

  I go to work the day before yesterday, to hear a blatant lie that I changed a wound vac with a shitty glove...well, the wound vac patient shits like a faucet running out her butt, constantly. (Oops, I said the brown word). That's not a nice description, but c-diff is bound to do her in.  What it looked like I was doing was changing the wound vac, but every time she shits, you have to change the dressing. And, not matter what you do, you get shit on your gloves. It's constant. Someone went into her room, while I was helping a CNA change her, and I was cleaning her plastic dressing on her wound vac, and they said I was changing her wound vac dressing, and wrote a statement. I heard this, and complained to my friend, who worked with me. Everyone refused to write anything on me, in fact, I doubt if anyone changes her wound vac dressing from now on.

   The next day, I was off. then, I worked a very busy, short staffed as usual day. We had to split the damn hall up  two ways, and no one can work like that. Yesterday, I was called into the office, and they tried to tell I didn't take off an order. I told them I didn't receive the order, that I remember each and every order I receive, equally as well, and I did not receive that order. They were like, "Yes you did, don't you remember talking to the doctor?" I said, "yes, but he never gave me that order." They insisted, and called one of the nurses on the unit, who didn't remember me mentioning that order, and that I always tell them when an orders is received. They took it further, and supposedly called the doctor, who I don't think was even there, and said that he said I had been given that order. So, they insisted again, that I had received that order, and they could no longer use my services. I told them how the unit should be ran, that this wasn't working, and they weren't keeping any staff. I also told them that my private insurance was starting on November 1st, and I was  trying to figure out how to work PRN, until now.

   I got home, and talked to my boyfriend on the phone for over an hour, then, my best friend called me. She was very shaken by the fact that they did this. We talked till my ears got sore.

   Today, she called me and said she had been shitting and puking all night long, and there was no way we could go to the rock concert tonight, and that she felt sooo bad, and she was sick, I could hear it, or she would've gone. She had bought all new clothes for it, with skulls and cross bones, and frankly, I was looking forward to seeing Motorhead, so she is going to pay for my ticket. I have decided not to put nay food into my mouth until I see a Motorhead concert. So, no concert, no current job (I applied for unemployment this morning. ), and I decided I was going to call my WICCA  friends, who might help me out further. I know who it is at that building who is getting people fired, and I know how to stop her. RETRIBUTION.

  Frankly, I feel like spitting in her food when I go and pick up my check on Friday. I also intend to stitch Julie Jackson's Fuck off and Die chart, and leave it sitting somewhere when I go and pick up my check, but I might wait till I get my next check, cause I have two checks coming to me. (Maybe I need to remove my cross necklace for a bit, and concentrate on spell work. Maybe God isn't even a part of my life right now.) I don't think they realized who they messed with. I'm passive aggressive when I'm pissed off. I do know, if I had a lawyer, I'd win.

So, that's how it is right now. I couldn't get my son to go to the concert, he had plans. So,I'm going to blow out my hearing on a very loud DVD, if I have to buy one at Best Buy. I'm supposed to call my boyfriend, but I am in no mood.

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[Linn]

My thoughts are with you. Take a deep breath, shelve the anger and go on. You will manage.

Hugs, Linn

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