The pay check is small, the hours are often terrible and
long, often it’s a thankless hard job. No shit, huh? Since I started school,
changed shifts and went to a PRN schedule things have changed. Many of the familiar
faces and friends I have at work have left and moved on. The other day we were
going through “skills check off” out of the many people there I only knew 3
people out of over 40 staff there that day. We’ve turned over that much in
recent months. Morale in the department
is in the shitter.
I’m not going to discuss that though that will be on some
other entry. I’m talking about a small reward. It was from an x-ray tech. She’s
been at this large trauma center hospital for a very long time, much longer
than me. We work opposite shifts now I pulled nights for a long time most of my
career in fact, now I’m on days. She sees me walking past one of our fancy
trauma rooms and she’s doing some sort of post-reduction films on a patient.
She immediately drops her pickle switch and comes charging out of the room, gives me a HUGE hug. Saying “Thank you Jesus, thank you lord, there are still good
people left here!” She held me so tight
and so long that I thought I was going to be late clocking in. I was terribly
embarrassed by this spectacle. Really though I was tremendously happy with it
for the first time in recent memory I felt appreciated and respected. It made a long day better.
For that I am thankful. Some days it’s worth going to the
job.
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