It's Sunday night, 6:30pm, and I wonder if anyone else dreads returning to work on Monday morning as much as I do?
The "bottomless pit" feeling I get every Sunday begins sometime around midafternoon and worsens into the night. Knowing that on Monday morning I will go back to work, walk down the halls of the hospital and greet those I meet with a fake smile makes me physically sick. It's almost like walking into the Twilight Zone. As "employees" I think we all feel DRMC is suffering and teetering on the brink of disaster under the direction of LifePoint and I sense defeat when I meet others in the hall. Our faces say it all; worn out, weary of the fight (beaten into submission). We all know our jobs, and we know how to accomplish it, but LifePoint's processes are so cumbersome there's no way to get it all done in eight, ten or twelve hours.
I don't know about everyone else but when my day begins I think "okay, I can do this. I can do something to make a difference". Then, as the day wears on, I experience first hand the complacency of our administration, I see the nurses doing all they can possibly do, I hear the weariness in the voices of those I encounter and by the days end I am bursting at the seam to march to administration and shout... "this is our hospital".... "LifePoint is crippling us"!
Experts in every field are leaving DRMC. Many by choice, some by force. I am concerned for those of us who are left to carry the torch. What does the future hold? Where do we go from here?
If you feel the same way, I think it's time we band together. Let me hear your thoughts and comments.
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