I want to bring them about soon. Much of the problem stems from severe physical exhaustion from work, and constantly juggling 6+ hospital-bound patients connected to various tubings and having to be hoyered. Imagine having to be there twelve hours for a man in serious need of care. He is quadraplegic, has twelve leads on him (specialized surface pads placed upon the patient's chest and abdomen hooked up to a telemetry system), is attached to a foley bag and needs blood sugar accuchecks on a routine basis, needs oral care q2 hours, must be checked and changed every so often to keep from sitting in feces, and has very emotional family members coming and going.
You are there to make sure he is ok. Every little thing from vitals to bed sore to oxygenation to comfort you must keep a watchful eye on.
However, you have to care for 5+ other patients at the exact same time, with equal deftness, while juggling priorities, maintaining your calm, and not letting yourself get behind in your responsibilities. If you hoyer and shower a patient in the shower room, and that costs you 35 minutes, especially if those minutes mean you're now behind in catching vitals, you are behind and will undoubtedly earn the ire of the doctor and one or two nurses. It's so delicate and intense. You're screwed if you've pulled your back out the day before (which is why I rest as much as possible).
One of my patients is 680lbs. He's relatively independent while here. Another is 785lbs, and it is disgusting. It takes 3 people to bath/roll him, and his underside has a festering, smelly-ass wound which would make anyone spit up their breakfast if they weren't accustomed to medically-foul smells. I consider the fresh horse manure farmers spread on their crops to be perfume compared to some of the serious stuff you smell in hospitals. No joke.
And not only that, your very life and well-being is at risk. More than five times I've had to gown up and protect my body while caring for patients with MRSA, pneumonia, necrotizing fasciitis, hepatitis C, streptococcus A, c difficile, and other highly dangerous diseases.
It's stressful, but the work is good. CNAs routinely get treated like s*** and considered to be dumb and stupid. It's uncommon to work under a nurse that treats you as a teammate instead of "the help." A lot of this work is more difficult for me personally because I struggle with ADD (the sole issue being inattention). At this point in my life, I want to return to nursing school, and am trying to come up with ways to survive that and this together. I absolutely love Mafia and the people I play and socialize with here. I just feel like a hollow shell at times. Starting to become dependent on sleeping pills to catch some ZZZs, because two people I live with are content with playing loud music past midnight. The quarter-sized blisters that left my feet raw and bleeding stopped for the most part, in turn becoming large calluses. Now I wear 2-3 pairs of socks as extra cushioning to lessen how much my feet get chewed up.
The highlights are knowing that you're helping people, and doing everything you can to keep your patients comfortable and well-cared for. It's no joke when they say health care will leave you emotionally drained, and how health care providers typically forget to care for themselves while caring for everyone else. I've been neglecting myself pretty badly. Been forgetting to eat at times, and dropped about 15lbs already. Stamina and muscle mass has increased considerably, but it's like I don't do anything fun for myself much, as if all my life is is working to care for people. At this point my mentality tells me I don't want to retire for as long as possible, because I'd go nutso-stupid from not having things to do. Even now I'm dealing with my first weekend off in 5 months, and I feel like I'm going insane from not having to prepare for work and making preparations. I just feel antsy right now when sitting, and that's likely because work has me going non-stop. Been trying to design two large theme games and get a bunch of Newbie games going, but the pressure and exhaustion get in the way.