That sums it up pretty well.
In case you're new here - I'm a Nurse Tech at a hospital (a.k.a. Nursing Assistant).
I work on a Med/Surg floor; we get a lot of stroke and back/neck surgery patients.
I get to help people into the bathroom when I've been trying to get to the bathroom myself for the past hour but haven't had time. (cross your legs and pray you don't sneeze.....)
For the most part, my patients are nice and understanding. Especially considering that almost NOBODY is at their best when they are a patient in a hospital.
But you do get the others....patients who think that "H" on the sign stands for HILTON instead of HOSPITAL. They expect you to do anything they ask, immediately after they ask for it. There's no consideration for the fact that you have other patients (sometimes the nurses forget this part too....). They want you to cater to them.
And we try - we really do. And if you're lucky you can win them over or at the very least, appease them and get them to sleep.
There are many benefits to night shift.
There are drawbacks too though - and already I've realized that even though I last worked night shifts only two years ago, I'm not as young as I used to be and they're harder on me than they were. I work three nights in a row and then I'm off for four, but my sleep schedule never really goes back to 'normal' on my off days. It did before, but not any more! I either stay up way late, or wake up at the crack of dawn.
There's very little that 'grosses me out', I've become pretty accustomed to things that some people find stomach-turning. The other night I was emptying a device called a Hemovac which drains blood & other fluids from a wound. I noticed the patient's teenage daughter out of the corner of my eye and looked up. She looked positively GREEN. She said "OH EM GEE that is SO nasty!" Her mom said she used to want to be a nurse but after seeing her dad go through surgery, she wasn't so sure any more.
I love working in health care - but that doesn't mean that it's easy. And just like any job, there are good days and bad days. That's one thing I love about working three 12 hour shifts in a row then being off for four - on rough nights, I can always tell myself "just 2 more nights" and then "just one more night" and then "tonight is my Friday".....
*Sorry this post is a little scattered; I'm exhausted and have to get up early tomorrow morning for the funeral. Forgive me!*