July 30, 2008
Who wouldn't want to be me?
Last year when I took a weekend night shift position, I knew that some weekend, there would be a Sunday that my husband would have to work and no one would be available to watch the kids. Therefore, I would have to stay up Sunday and try to function on a nap and then go into work at 7pm Sunday night. That's after being up all day Saturday, getting a short nap Sat. afternoon, working 12 hours, then staying up all day Sunday with only a nap, working for 12 hours, driving home, then getting to sleep. That would be suicide if it ever happened. We've been lucky so far. This weekend, our luck ran out. Well, my luck, really. Husband has to work Sunday, no getting out of it, and none of our usual babysitters are available for a multitude of reasons. With the weekend option position I work, I can't just have someone work for me, plus, a Saturday night is very difficult to trade anyway. And, I really can't just call in sick. My only hope is that I can sign the "flex list", hope I'm at the top of the list and that it's slow enough I get put on call Saturday night. That kills the paycheck, but I also have to be able to function. Really, I realize I just can't stay awake that long because I can't put my patients at risk. It seems dire now and I'm completely freaking out, but I'm hoping we'll get something worked out by the weekend. I'm already running on a low tank of sleep. This could be very bad. Cross your fingers for me!