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WOOOHOOO!!!!

Posted by roni on April 29, 2008

IT’S OUT!! IT’S OUT!!

DANG-the thing is BIG!!! I am so relieved.

Headed back to the doctors today AGAIN! PooWee has another ear infection.  I can just tell!! Another HORRIBLE night last night.

He gets his tubes on Monday morning. No nursing after midnight Sunday. Anyone one want to volunteer to watch him Sunday night? He loves his 2am snack.

I think I may have another UTI from the stone, so I’ll supply another sample. Plus, I have to drop off my stone so they can test it. I have this fear the doc will take away my coffee and Pepsi! :)

I’ve decided to just rent a room at my doctor’s clinic. It would probably be cheaper than all the gas I use anyways.

Well, we’re off to the doctors!

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Monday morning

Posted by roni on April 28, 2008

Mondays for me are like most peoples’ Saturdays. I’m done with my work week and so happy to have off. Normally I get the kids off to school and then PooWee and I get breakfast and start the cleaning. Well, I clean he makes a mess.

Andrew and Chad do not have school today, so their both sleeping yet. Elijah was hacking up his lungs as he got ready for school. He’s not feeling so well so he crawled on the couch and is watching a movie. I let PooWee sleep, so he’s still out like a light.

I’ve already put my phone call in to Dr. B to see what she wants me to do about my lil stone friend. Originally the plan was for a CT Scan today if I didn’t pass it. Well, I haven’t passed it, but I’ve had a CT Scan already.

At work on Fri I was having severe pain. My friend, Vic*din, not so friendly anymore, it wasn’t touching the pain. I had a phone call into my doctor to see if I could take more Vic*din than she prescribed. I was talking with Dr. B’s nurse and she asked me to rate my pain. I did and then stated I just wanted to cry. And that was it, I started bawling. I went to the breakroom and laid on the couch. My supervisor came in, she suggested I go to the Emergency Room. I declined and said I would just wait for Dr. B to call back. I figured I’d be going to Radiology for a CT Scan. I really wanted to stay away from the ER bill. Eventually, she insisted I go to ER for pain control. She got a wheelchair and I was off.

Got to ER, they threw an IV in and gave me some M*rphine. Didn’t touch the pain. Then I got a dose of Dil*udid, this atleast made the pain tolerable. Plus, I was able to take a little snooze, well until they took me to CT Scan.

My stone is sitting right by the entrance of my bladder. It’s 5mm and it has lodged itself into a nice cozy spot. I was sent home with some Oxyc*done and told to follow up with a Urologist.

Oh yeah, this whole time my mom has had Elijah at the Walk-In clinic because he hurt his knee at daycare. Turns out he is OK, probably just twisted it.

My mom is with me and my friend, Ann(abanana) when the nurse is discharging me. Thank goodness Ann was there because there was NO WAY I wold have been able to figure out how to run the “drug vending machine”, I could barely stand straight. And Mom, she would have been way overwhelmed with all the instructions.

So…today I have called Dr B’s nurse to find out what I should do. I’m so hapy to say that I am comfortable. I really don’t have anymore pain. I am sick of peeing in a strainer though. This stone is becoming  an annoyance that’s for sure. It definitely is stubborn. If one more person tells me to drink lots of water and/or cranberry juice I may just be forced to shove a sock in their mouth. I’m a walking water/cranberry juice balloon!

PooWee has his ear appointment with Dr. S today. There is NO WAY I will cancel that to accommodate this stone. Plus, I think his ears are bugging him again, he’s got his fingers in them constantly. PooWee’s needs will come before mine.  Oh that was such a “mom statement.”

Elijah will need his baby-in as he is feeling ill. We’ll blame this one on G-ma. She’s had a sore throat and cough for about 2 weeks. Elijah is good at sucking in the “sick-lovins.” He’s got the look and tone of voice down perrrrrfectly. “Moooom, can yoooou get me a new mooooovie, pppllllleeeaaasssee!”

I can’t wait for Andrew and Chad to wake up and find out we are all home to irritate them on their day off. Or that he may need to do some babysitting for me while I go to PooWee’s appointment or an appointment for myself.

It’s going to be a WONDERFUL Monday!

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Vic*din is My Friend

Posted by roni on April 24, 2008

I have a new friend. Vic*din! I met this new friend because I have a kidney stone.

They say kidney stone pain is like labor. I disagree. I went through labor three times all without medication. Dealing with this stone is another story. I even cheated and took another Vic*din too early last night.  (SSHHH don’t tell!)

I’ve basically been dealing with this since last Wed. I held off until Sunday, went I finally went to the Walk-In Clinic. They treated me for a UTI. My pain just got worse and I went to see my awesome doctor yesterday. If this lil sucker doesn’t pass by Monday, I’m off to CT scan and then a Urologist. So..PASS BABY PASS!!!

On another note, PooWee boy has a consultation with Dr. S on Monday for possible tubes in his ears. He’s been dealing with ear infections since Febuary. He’s had more that Andrew and Elijah put together. Poor guy!

I’m kinda looking forward to this appointment. I can’t wait for PooWee to get over these ear infections. I’ve heard only good things about tubes. Plus, Dr. S IS NOT bad on the eyes! He’s a cutie! :)

Here’s to passing this stone by Monday and to PooWee getting relief from his nasty returning ear infections.

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The Look

Posted by roni on April 22, 2008

I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.

H.A. Giles, Chuang Tse

 

I love dreams. Falling asleep and entering a whole new world. Some dreams can feel so real, others I hardly remember.

I use to be more “into” my dreams. I kept a dream journal. I read book after book. I’d like to get back into writing a dream journal. My dreams were often answering my questions. Though at that moment I hadn’t realized it.

One dream put me into the future.

My ex-husband (OH how I love saying EX!) and I had decided to get tattoos. He drew up an ying yang sun, which we place two inches below the bellybutton (center point of the body). I laid on the table and realized I had been in this place before. The blue walls with all the pictures to the beads hanging from a doorway.

As soon as I got home, I read through my dream journal. I found it, I was at this place before. At the time of this dream, my ex was in northern California and I was in Wisconsin dealing with all the legal stuff to move Andrew out of Wisconsin. Our marriage was not good, but we thought a new place would give us a new beginning and perhaps make us live “happily ever-after”.

At the time I hadn’t heard from *** for weeks and I had no way of contacting him. Before going to sleep I had written a question for my dream to answer. “Will I ever see *** again?” My narrative of my dream spoke of a room with blue walls, beads hanging in a doorway, a dentist looking chair, a padded table and may different items scattered throughout. This was my first encounter with the tattoo parlor.

Elijah also kept a dream journal. Though it may be more appropriate to call his a nightmare journal. He suffered horrible nightmares due to the above mentioned EX tell him that he would be killed at night in his sleep. At 4 years old Elijah was terrified of sleep.

When he would have a nightmare he would tell me about it. I wrote it all down just as he explained it. He would then draw a picture of his nightmare. One particular nightmare I recall his father was trying to put “stuff” in Eli’s eyes so he couldn’t see. Elijah hid behind a chair, but his father found him. Eli stated his eyes were burning and all he could see was a red fire. I think of this nightmare often, when I think of Elijah’s visual impairment. I don’t know if they are connected, but I often wonder…

Last night I awoke from my dream. My dream had clarified a puzzling situation for me. This situation has haunted me for over a year. Today, I feel my initial instinct on this moment was correct and I hope to put it all at ease.

It was Christmas Eve 2006, I had gotten PooWee from J and P’s. It was to be my “decision day” on whether I would parent him or give him to J and P to parent. As many of you know, he nursed, so I knew he would be coming home soon.

J and P were at my place picking PooWee up to go to their family gathering that evening. They had brought us all presents Eli was your typical kid tearing into his packages. I began showing them the stocking I was knitting for PooWee along with a sweater. Both incomplete, but were to be his Christmas present.

And there it was the look on J’s face. She gave P this look that until last night I could not figure out. She didn’t comment on the knitted gifts, she just looked at P. It’s a hard look for me to describe, I didn’t understand it. Which is why it has haunted me ever since.

In my dream, this Christmas Eve night was played out exactly as it happened, except I not only saw J’s look, I heard her thoughts.

“She’s not going to see him anymore to give him that!”

I awoke instantly. THAT B*TCH!!! I knew it! I knew she was going to cut me out of my son’s life.

At this moment I was so warmed by PooWee’s presence laying next to me my bed. I rolled over held him in my arms, kissed him on his head and told him I loved him. I felt so much happiness as I fell asleep with my son curled up next to me in my arms.

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I’m Honored!

Posted by roni on April 16, 2008

Look what Coco gave me! Thanks Coco!

As I think of who to pass this gift on to I can’t help but return it to Coco. Coco has been such a huge support for me as I have struggled through my emotions this past year. Not only does she help so many of us out in blogland, but she makes a difference out in the “real” world too! (I know! Isn’t blogland, the REAL world?!) I’d like to extend an EXTRA BIG THANK YOU to Coco for her letter to April. I think of this letter often. How hard it must have been for her, but she did it to help someone else, someone she simple heard about.

Which brings me to my next person, Paragraphein. She too, spoke to April about her experience. This just must have been so hard, but she did it, as Coco did…to help another. Her blog continues to amaze me.

I know Coco and Paragraphein have already receive this gift, however they are just so wonderful they deserve it twice.

I can’t forget Sandra, who also dug into her past to help April. Sandra parented at a young age. She told April her story, which also must have been hard. There were hardships for her and she put it right out there for all of us to read. (Sandra has posted in quite some time, I hope all is well in her life.)

I truly thank all three of these ladies, for helping me, with helping April.

HeatherS-my fav amommy! She just rocks. I am amazed with her heart towards her children’s birth/first mom and dad. She holds a dear spot in my heart for being so beautiful. 

And then there are a few nonbloggin people close to my heart I would like to share this with.

To my sister, Gayle. For your understanding and love upon learning about your new nephew, PooWee. You’r words bring me to tears as I type this. Oh and ESPECIALLY for that St*rbucks Gift Cert. :) For her curage through her breast cancer battle. Gayle also gives back  with her motorcycle club in Arizonia. They do many drives to benefit children and other charities.

 And of course MY MOM! Who never says no to watching the boys or picking them up. Who INSISTS on me bring them over verses taking them elsewhere at times. For all the assistance in getting the boys where they need to be when I’m needed in three places at once. For the handmade knit socks she’s given Eli’s teachers or the daycare teacher. AND ME!!! For the baking she does for school fundraisers. FOR BEING THE BEST DARN MOM/GRANDMOTHER A DAUGHTER/GRANDCHILD COULD ASK FOR!! I love you Mom!!

 

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Ella

Posted by roni on April 7, 2008

I GOT TO SEE ELLA TODAY!! She is beautiful!

On my way I stopped and got April a gift certificate for a nursing bra. I got Chad a “Daddy’s Girl” picture frame. And then they both got a magnetic frame for their lockers at school. Chad was excited because it was the first gift he got.

Mom is doing very well. She’s nusing and things are goig pretty good so far. She’ll be going home today. For the remainder of this school year she will be on home based through her high school. Her dad is off of work to help her.

Dad is just shining. I can’t believe how “gitty” and happy he is. He has stayed at the hospital with April every night. He’ll come home for a short time and show off the new pictures he took, tell me what all has happened and then rush off. He’ll say, “I better get back by April, I don’t wnt her to be alone.” Yet, I think he doesn’t want to be away from his daughter for too long. :)

April and Chad are not “together” anymore. Actually, Chad has a girlfriend, but I wooooonnderrrrr. You can almost see some “new” feelings going on between the two. If anything I think they will be working hard to maintain a close friendship. They definately are showing the love to their daughter.

Grandpa (April’s dad) can’t get the smile off his face. This lil girl will have him wrapped around her lil fingers in no time.

I actually didn’t intend on going to the hospital because of PooWee being so sick. (Which he ended up sick again on Sat. night and Sun. morning. I took him in to the walk in on Sun as soon as they opened. They are running some poo-poo test. So far so good, some take about a week though. Then I had to pick up some new meds.) Anyways…Chad kept “hinting” that he wanted me to come up. I think he just wanted some of his “family” to share his joy. And well, he has no family here except his brother and his brother wouldn’t come. So, I found a sitter (G-ma’s throwing up now too. :(   ) and headed up there this morning to support him. It looks like we are really the only “family” he has right now. POOR GUY!

Alright enough babble…here’s a link to check out their beautiful daughter. (Obviously you’; see there real names Allison and Jordan, but I’ll continue to call them April and Chad on here.)

Ella Marie

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SHE’S HERE!!!

Posted by roni on April 5, 2008

Ella was born at 3:41pm today. Weighing 8lb 10oz. 21 inches long. She’s got dark hair and the famous blue eyes. 10 fingers and 10 toes.

Chad DID stay for delivery. Last he mentioned, he didn’t plan on staying in the room. When he was explaining it he couldn’t find the words. I said, “Was it the most amazing thing you’ve ever experienced?” “YEAH!” he replied. “Is she the most beautiful lil thing you’ve ever seen?” “OOOHH YEAH!” I think Chad know knows what love really is.

He got to cut the cord. As he did the doctor pretended Chad cut his finger. I guess it was quite funny.

Chad passed on the first diaper change. He’s regretting that now, as he learnt about the “tar-poop”.  He’s got the next diaper. We know what he’s praying for!

April managed to do natural childbirth. I don’t have the details on when she went in, but I know it was last night some time. I can’t believe she had an 8lb 10 oz lil girl!! She just a tall skinny lil thing. (But, then again ya never would have guessed I had an 8lber either.)

Well, I must get my buttocks off to bed!

OH-POOWEE HAS DONE A 180!!! He was awesome today. Last night Dr.R had me FORCE feed him every 5 min. some Pedialyte for an hour. I used a medicine syringe. I felt so STUPID-why didn’t I think of that! But, the nurse and Dr. J never thought of it either, so maybe I’m not THAT dumb! G-ma had him for the full 12hrs today. I think the two of them had a BLAST. Uncle Larry stopped over and they played and played. It was a beautiful day here, so PooWee even went outside with him for a bit. HE LOVED IT.

I gave PooWee a little lecture last night! I warned him, if he didn’t get better he was going to the hospital. :) I guess he listened!

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PooWee’s Not Doing Well

Posted by roni on April 4, 2008

The Poo man is sick, sick, sick! As in my last post, he began throwing up Tues. night. Well, he hsn’t stopped.

I took him in to the doctors today. Of course Dr. B wasn’t in, so we say Dr. J. He looked him over, saw yet another ear infection, or perhaps it’s the same one we have been treating for the last month with two different antibiotics. He told me to pick up some Lactobac (something like that) from the pharmacy when I picked up his NEW prescription for his ear. I am to try that and if he isn’t any better, he’ll probably have to get admitted to the hospital for IV meds.

Well, the pharmacist refused to sell this Lactosomething to me, because it was adult doses. She had me call the doctor and get clarified if PooWee should take 1/4 of the tablet or what. Dr. J’s nurse got back to me and said this lactosomething does not show dosing for lil guys, so I am to just keep a close eye on PooWee for now. (HHMMM-why did he look this up before? He’s such a dork.)

I’m thinking of calling Dr. R who is on call. PooWee had only had one wet diaper today. He’s doing nohing but nursing every 20 minute! I almost just want him to get the IV meds and get him better. BUT, I don’t want my PooWee in the hospital and getting poked with needles and being all freaked out with the strange place.

He hasn’t thrown up since about 5 this morning, but that’s the way it has been all week. He’s throwing up at night and in the morning. (Maybe he likes fresh sheets every few hours?) BUT, he’s “urpy”, ya know the juicey burps. It’s almost as if it brewing, getting ready to come out.

Right now he’s rocking with Eli and watching Sesame Street Silly Songs. A lil break for me! I have 1hr 30 min before the Walk In closes, figure I’ll give Dr. R a call shortly and see if we should head in there.

Mom’s planning on taking PooWee tomorrow. (If he’s not admitted tonight.) She’s only 5 min. from the hospital, so I can run there if she needs me to.

I’m kinda freaked if he does get admitted. I’m sure there will be comments about what a horrible mother I am, for my babes being so sick. I know I will put him at Privacy status, so if too much is known by my co-workers I wil be protected. Technically, they should know NOTHING of him. If even one person asks how he is, I will know someone said something. Just let someone try looking up his chart in the computer!!!

OK- I think it’s time to call Dr. R. Please send some HEALTHY VIBES for PooWee man. I want my happy wild lil man back!

Oh–April has been having contractions today, I guess! Chad told all his teachers his phone was on because he may have to leave. It’s 7 pm - No baby girl yet!!! She is still at home. Wonder if it’ll be this weekend!

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I Need Sleep!

Posted by roni on April 2, 2008

Chad was ill Friday night. He threw-up nine times at his friend’s house. (Yes, he counted.) Saturday he spent the day on the couch. He was running a fever of 102. He looked like sh*t. He’s doing much better now.

PooWee…he threw up three times last night. I only have 2 sets of bedsheets too. It was an awful night. I am so tired. So far so good this morning on not throwing up, instead it’s coming out the other end ALOT!!!!

We’ll be laying around all day, I’m sure. Well, in between laundry that is. I have two quilts, two sets of bedsheets and some blankets to wash. Wait there’s also a mountain of clothes. I need a maid.

On a brighter note I got a cute text message from a friend today. I’d like to share it with all you bloggin friends.

Friendship is like peeing your pants.

Everyone can see it, but only you can feel the warmth.

Thanks for being the pee in my pants!

 

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Evaluation Time

Posted by roni on April 1, 2008

It’s that time of year again, for our work evaluations. My portfolio was due yesterday. I finished it up last minute… of course. My eval is next Tuesday. I do fairly well. I’ve gotten the top raise (which sucks) for years. This year though, I am nervous about my evaluation.

Each year a group of co-workers is formed, known as the Peer Evaluation Committee. Obviously, they critique each employee on the unit. I got the usual comments on being accurate and knowledgeable at my job. I’m a great resource for the RNs with the computer. I’m a preceptor and I am a member of  hospital committees.

However, on the section of where I need to grow the following statement read. There is a need to leave personal life out of work enviroment. GRRR! I DID NOT BRING MY PERSONAL LIFE TO WORK!!! MY PERSONAL LIFE WAS BROUGHT TO ME AT WORK!!! I took this comment to my supervisor and director. Both told me that IF it was about the adoption it would be taken out of my eval, because it had no right to be in there and the group had no right discussing it. My director said that I need to look at all the positive comments about me and remember that this comment is minor. They suggested I go to the Peer Eval group and ask for a more explained response.

I found out who was all in the group. Many responded back that they were not there when my job was evaluated. From what I can figure out all that were there when they did me, I DON’T EVEN WORK WITH!! They work night shift. I did FINALLY get a response from the head of the committee. It reads as follows…

“The peer evaluation process is to focus on what is best for the patient. The goal is to help every individual be the best they can clinically, and also how they best present themselves to others in helping create a healthy work environment. Strengths and opportunites for growth were identified.”

I fully understand this and agree with it.

I do not have a copy of your evaluation as only you and De and Di have this. The evaluation group did not keep a copy. Therefore, I do not recall the exact wording of the comment you are referring to. If I recall correctly, you felt the comment was too personal. I believe we stated that personal problems should be best left at home. Some of your co-workers were uncomfortable working with you at times because there was a tension evident between you and other co-workers. They felt this affected the way the team was able to function positively in the best interest of the patients. Therefore the potential for growth is to ask yourself if your personal life is affecting your work environment.

 I came to you (head of the commitee) and only asked for further information on the comment. I did not say anything about taking it personal. I have to say, YES my personal life has affected me at work. However, I will stand strong on saying that I DID NOT bring it to work. At the end of this email I will list my reasons to back my belief.

This is not a pesonal attack but an opportunity for self reflection and improvement as this is what your co-workers have observed. All of us have a personal life and a work life and we all need to be able to separate the two. At AWH our focus is on the patient. I hope this clarifies your concerns.”

I understand this, but believe that I am being wrongfully accused. The following may provide you with more insight on how I’ve been treated at work.

 I stand strong when I say I did not bring my personal life to work. I however, will say my personal life was brought to me at work. I have to admit I find it somewhat humorous the we just can’t come straight out and say some of my co-workers can’t stand me. Why? Because I decided to parent my son. That’s the whole issue and we all know it. It has NOTHING to do with my work ethics or my performance. They can’t stand to be around me because I didn’t make a personal decision that they wanted me to. I feel the way these particular people have treated me, has brought my personal life to work and this comment on my Peer Eval only proves it.I come to work to do my job. When I returned I knew there would be difficult people. I came back with a strong set of mind, being proud of my decision and to do my job. I do not treat these people any different than my other co-workers, other than not having “small talk” with them.I have created the following list to support my strong belief that I did not bring my personal life to work.

-Everytime I work with C, I need to record the time I confront her with a phone call, a question that she needs to get back to me with, or a form that she needs to get filled out and returned to me. This takes me away from my work. It holds me up from completing my tasks as a Unit Clerk. Sometimes, holding my work up for hours. It interrupts any task I may be working on at the time. I strongly feel this is not looking out for the best interest of the patient. -I acknowledge them when they speak to me. I won’t let their anger interfere with my duties. I don’t get the same in return.  Often I am unaware if they heard me. If they are having a personal conversation and I need to address them about a work issue, I will often have to wait and then get a rude look for interrupting them. This too is not in the best interest of our patients.

-I once held a door open for one of them. I didn’t necessarily do it because I wanted to, but because she needed me to. I wasn’t returned with a “Thank you” instead I got an evil look.

-I have never been pulled into the office because I have treated them disrespectfully. However, I can not say the same for them.

-I have gone above my job duties and taken personal messages for them when they were not currently working on the unit. These messages were either placed in their mailboxes or transferred to the pager they were on. Whereas, I could have simply said, “I’m sorry they are not working at this time, please call back.”

-There was once an issue with S and another co-worker. I witnessed S being very rude to her husband on the phone. When this co-worker asked me about it I verified it and said I would speak with our supervisor or director to confirm it, if she needed me to. Well, this co-worker approached S and as soon as she said I heard it, S blew up at me. She had no concerns about the initial subject, she now had a reason to throw some nasty words at me. I will admit I should have walked away, however, my initial reaction was to protect myself from her slamming me.

-An email concerning J & P’s twin boys was thrown up on my desk for me to see when I returned from lunch one day. Knowing my relationship with J & P is very emotional for me, I find this to be quite harassing. Here too, I should have tried to brush it off and walk away. Instead, this particular day I had had enough and broke down and cried. I had some great support from other co-workers on the unit.

-There have been numerous of times that I walk past two of them talking and they will blurt out a comment about me, my son, J & P, or the twins they have adopted.

-At times when I go to Starbuck’s I am treated rudely if a certain volunteer is working. She’ll make me stand there for some time and never acknowledge me when getting my order.

-When I go up to Human Resources I get greeted rudely. Instead of saying, “Hello, how can I help you?” I barley get looked at and all that is said is “Yeah?”

-As a Unit Clerk working on an Organ Donation patient, communication between the clerk and the RN is greatly needed. This was very difficult because the RN was not relaying when to do lab draws, what needed to be faxed, nor was she taking the phone calls from the OPO. I had to continually get up from my work to remind her of the calls. I found it best to talk with the OPO on where we stood with all the faxing and lab draws.

-When I came back De (director of ICU) told me straight out I would have to watch my back for these few people. She knew they would be just waiting for me to make an error.She was right, I was questioned (rudely) about the orders I entered. Majority of the time there was no error on my part. However, I am only human and I may have made a mistake. Which I would correct promptly. It is very nerve racking for me to do the orders on their patient’s in fear of having to deal with their anger.

-The above proves true again when I was told by another, “I swear S just watches you. Everytime you step out she yells, “Now where is Rhonda?” Whether I step out to go to another unit, to go to the breakroom or the bathroom. I guess she especially gets upset when I go to pump.

-Other co-workers warned me that these people were going to try their best to get me out of the unit. This only gave me more strength to stay. I came back with the attitude, “kill them with kindness” which was recommended to me by my counsellor.

- There is a particular RT (Respiratory Therapist) that is related to P that is also out to “get me”. I was once contacted by her supervisor for not giving her an order, according to her. Well, fortunately for me the patient’s RN saw me take the chart to her, hand her a sticky note about the order and saw the order placed in the computer. I did three separate things with this order to protect myself from her “getting me”. I would have only had to place the order in the computer. It’s time consuming for me to continually “protect” my work.

-One Saturday my sitter called, she came down with the stomach flu and I needed to get the boys. I told the shift leader (of course being one of these particular people) that I would make some phone calls, but may need to get my boys and take them else where. She went off on me to find a replacement, to call people at home and other units. I told her I just need to wait for someone to call me back. She continually yelled at me to find someone to cover for me. there was NO reason to find coverage, I was there WORKING. In the end nothing needed to be done as my mom went and got my boys and took them to my substitute sitter’s home. However, her attitude towards me was mean and this was witnessed by those around me.

-Someone on the unit likes giving my son gifts. She’s very proud of me for choosing to parent. However, she has asked not to let others know that she gives them to me in fear of being treated the way I do by these people. This somewhat bothers me, yet I wouldn’t wish this treatment on anyone, so I do understand her request.

-I have taken many issues to De (director) and Di (supervisor) but in the end I feel like a big tattle tail. It gets tiring going in about the same things over and over again. And it appeared to me that nothing was happening anyways, so why continue?

Actually, one time S straight out lied in the office. Di found this out minutes after the meeting. De was informed the following day by me. What happened? Please look up the policy for directly lieing to your superior.

Another time the Hospital House Supervisor was involved. Policy would be for her to write up the incident and De should have gotten this report. House Super did nothing.

I’d like to know why the hospital isn’t following thier own policies to protect me from this sort of treatment. My theory, these disrespectful employees have been there for years and years, their jobs are higher rank then mine so… I’m just out of luck.

Unfortunately my list could go on. I feel you may get my point from what I have given you.

Yes, after three 12 hour shifts with these people, I can become emotionally run down. There’s nothing more I want to do than to run home and hold my son in my arms and cry. My son is one of three greatest gifts I have and being able to hold him gives me the strength to face these people.

If only one of these people are working, I find they are not bad. However, put two or more together and I am in for a bad weekend.

I stay here only because I will show how proud of my decision to parent my son. I’m so thankful I came to the realization I could do it, before it was too late. I will not let these people drive me out of my job. I feel I am good at my job and will only work to try and improve myself at it.

I was asked by De to have some witnesses talk with her. I do not like the idea of getting others involved. Two of them told me they would not like to say anything, in fear of being treated harshly by S. S is very harsh, we all know there have been plenty conflicts with her attitude and other employees. I do not wish to put anyone under the same position I am in.

To be honest, I have been told by different sources to seek further action. It is believed I am working under a harassing and hostile work environment. I’m not out to get anyone though. I just want to come to work, do my job and go home to my boys. Besides, it would do no good. It would not get these people to understand that I did nothing wrong. I made a decision that I had 100% right to do. It would not change their prospective of my story.

In ending my reply, I’d like to ask the Peer Evaluation Commitee a few more questions. A reply back is not needed as I know the answer is none of my business. On these particular co-workers evaluation did you comment on leaving other co-workers personal lives out of work? Did you ask them to improve their customer service to internal co-workers? Did you tell them you felt it was hard to work with them as a team because of the tension with me?

On a more personal note, I once had a conversation with De about how my co-workers shun my son and how it hurts. Any other mother can bring their child on to the unit and the child gets uh’d and ah’d upon. But my son, many simple pretend I’m not there. Yes, even those that treat me with respect at work. De said it was probably because these co-workers don’t know how to react. I’d like to mention, that he’s a baby…you make silly noises and faces and he’ll think you are the greatest thing in the world. Just because I didn’t relinquish him for adoption doesn’t mean he’s not like any other kid. Or how about all new mothers getting a potluck. Why wasn’t my son celebrated as the rest? It would have been nice to have those that didn’t judge my decision to join together for a lunch.

There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about the adoption. All I can do is grow and learn from it. I just wish others would do the same.

Well, there you have it!

I’m thinking my evaluation may just be focused on this particular area… or not at all. I’m not too sure how my director and supervisor will react to me confronting the fact that nothing has been done about these people. Especially the part where I say I could seek further action.

Part of me wishes I could “discipline” them. I would tell them they need to turn in an indepth report on adoption. I would like to see them interview prospective adoptive parents, adoptive parents, expectant mothers considering adoption, birth/firstmothers, mothers that in the end like me decided to change their mind and adoptees. I just want these ignorant people to learn and grow too. I’m sure it would do no good, but at least it I would have tried.

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