I’m dreading the entire work week, really, though I know I should take it one day at a time. So yeah, I’ll dread it one day at a time. It’s awful working a job at which I suck so badly.
I’m still going to be in the clean room this week, still making IV’s, drawing up IV syringes and stuff like that, but this week I’ll be at the higher pressure clean room tech position, so that only makes it worse.
Some of you may think I should just be thankful that I function well enough to work, but I can tell you it is awful to work a job that you cannot competently do.
I saw the schedule, and at least I have a nice tech training me tomorrow. Thursday I have the bitchiest of the techs training me. This woman already chewed me out once, my first week there, for not doing the order right. Damn, is Thursday going to suck. One day at a time, one day at a time …
Yes, it is at a hospital. My boss is seeing about transferring me, possibly to outpatient pharmacy. I know I could do outpatient pharmacy, as it is essentially the same as retail pharmacy, something I did for the past two and a half years. I didn’t really enjoy retail pharmacy, but there are some differences with outpatient pharmacy that would make it a little better, like no drive thru and not so many patient phone calls. Also, it would still pay well with the awesome benefits package. We’ll see what happens, but really it can’t happen soon enough.
I simply cannot move fast enough to keep up with the work flow, though. I had the same problem when I tried factory work in 2009; at the factory I was a temp, and I just quit before they could fire me. I did factory work in 1998 and did fine with it, but that was before the meds. I really think these meds slow me down, but I can’t just stop taking them because then I’ll end up in a hospital for sure.
Stop thinking about whether the meds slow you down, that will only lead to unproductive frustration. Do your best with what you have, and yes take it one small step at a time. One way or another you will end up in a good place.
Things are getting bad. By that I mean this stress is driving me to the verge of a hospital stay. I don’t want to do that, though. Then again, I never really want to do that.