I'm in the middle of my third nightshift in a row, and my body is starting to feel it now.
Usually I have no problem sleeping during the day time, and in a way I find it more relaxing than sleeping at night. Sadly, because I've been on 'stand by' for shifts (i.e. I've said I'm available but the staff bank hasn't yet found me a ward) then work has been more than willing to ring me up in the middle of my sleep and book me onto a shift.
I know I can't really moan about it, since if they didn't ring me then I wouldn't have a shift, but it's really draining me now.
I can't get back to sleep after they've called, and it's cutting my sleep hours down by approximately a third.
Tomorrow (or rather today) I look forward to not getting up at lunchtime after 4 hours sleep.
I have the joy of a day at the outdoor activities centre on saturday (since it pays cash up front) and more voluntary work on Saturday night.
Very soon I will be exhausted. I can feel it creeping up on me now.
Sorry if this post doesn't make a lot of sense, but I think my brain is slowly leaking out of my ears.
2 comments:
Mate, I know how you feel! Im a nurse, who in 3 weeks time will be a medical student in Scotland, and like you I have spent the last week on call for shifts!
This no money for graduate students lark is no joke!
Big hugs to you! :)
Just caught up on your recent posts.... I used to feed myself, my future husband and a cat on £9.50 a week. That was when bread was 19p a loaf (in Safeway) and beans were 4p a tin (in Tesco)... good luck to you doing it now! I used to eat rice and beans or rice cooked in orange juice and peanuts - neither of which are cheap now! (The cat's food was tempting at times). But once a week, me and my mates would chip in and do a huge raost dinner with loads of veg, it allowed us to survive the 'value' food in between! It'll be worth it in the end, keep at it :)
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