I had so much anxiety about going back to work…and it was all wasted energy. I had a perfect shift, got to spend all night laughing with some of my favorite people and no emergencies and no admits and no covid pts.
I’m so glad I became a nurse. Again.
I’m quite swollen and bloated, but no pain and I’m ready for some vampire sleep. Broke in my new shoes and scrubs and had a very gentle entry back into the thing that fills my cup more than it drains it.
In nursing, we take it day by day. Sometimes minute by minute. Tonight may be a different story, but at least I know that no matter what comes my way, I will be supported and loved just the way I am.
I get by with a little help from my friends.