Wednesday, 28 June 2017

A decision finally made


After a shift which broke the camel's back in both a literal way and figurative, I finally handed my notice in, which was much less painful than I anticipated. My manager was very light and positive about it and didn't put me under the spotlight as to why I wanted to leave. So I guess they knew that I hadn't been particularly happy in my job. And the truth is that I haven't.


I'm really not sure why or what happened, but it did. The magic and joy I had felt for the job , wasn't trumping the so called "cons" of the job. Even with everybody hawking "think of the money!!" It wasn't enough to keep me there, as to be truthful the money was good, but the warmth I felt for the job wasn't.

 In a job where all energy is directed towards being there for the patient 100% , you have to have that passion, that fire behind you, because if you don't, it makes it 200 times harder to get through a rather gruelling 13 hour day starting at the crack of dawn.

Which is why I HAVE decided to leave the hospital and move on to a pharmacy, as a medicine and counter assistant. I hope to learn the ins-and-outs of a busy pharmacy,connected to a surgery in a quaint little village. I'll also hope to gain a wealth of knowledge from the MCA qualification I'll be enrolled on (a legal requirement). This along with my hospital experience will put me in good stead for getting a part-time job at uni.

HOWEVER....

I won't be cutting ties completely to my good ol' NHS hospital. I shall be banking on my old homebase and venturing into the battleground of A&E...

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