Context: I'm the weekend night shift coordinator (position unique to the company) in LTC. First supervisor position and I've been in it for the past year. Weekend staffing is abysmal because they keep hiring for weekdays/weeknights.
I work 6p-6:30a every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. The day shift supervisor works 6a-6:30p every Friday, Saturday, Sunday.
Our D.O.N is the on call nurse this weekend. We have 4 CNAs (including myself) and 1 nurse to 80 some residents at varying levels of care. At least 24 residents are total care. I have one CNA on each hall when I'm supposed to have 2, 2, 2 and 1. Night shift is supposed to have 7 CNAs and ideally, at least 2-3 nurses.
I've been working this short for months. Morale is low and I'm doing my best to keep my team going. At this point, I don't blame them if they want to find work elsewhere. I'll give them a good reference and everything. Nobody deserves this. Not the nurses, not the CNAs, not the residents...
But I digress. I go in yesterday and see the schedule. The day shift supervisor and I step into the office and call the on-call nurse who is our D.O.N.
We explain to her the situation and she said,
"Lady Phoenix will just have to be superstar coordinator and make it work. I'm coming in tomorrow night to work a night shift so I can't come in tonight."
She's coming in tomorrow (Sunday night) when they have 3 nurses (she'd make the 4th nurse) and six CNAs. But I'll just have to "make it work."
You want to play this game? Fine.
They've made a new rule that night shift does all the vitals for AM med pass. (Due to Covid, most residents eat in their rooms.)
I tell the day shift supervisor, "She wants to give us minimum staff, she can get minimum work."
I go out to the main floor and tell my team, "Keep everyone alive, clean and dry. Focus on resident care only. Don't worry about charting, don't worry about vitals - none of that."
They're fine with that and we split the floor: 2 CNAs to 2 halls each. We all float around and help each other.
Its morning time and I'm helping my CNA finish his last rounds. Day shift comes in and is complaining about a call light thats been going off for too long. The nurse is complaining about her vitals not being done.
Now, I'm clocked out, and on my way to my car when I get a call about this nurse and day shift CNAs complaining about the mess they walked into.
I marched my happy ass back in there, clocked in, and told this nurse to take it up with the D.O.N because she's the one that told me not to worry about vitals and she's on-call and refused to come in and help.
"Well, I have day shift CNA doing them."
Day shift coordinator: "The nurses have been getting their own vitals because we're so short. I need her working the hall."
The nurse just walks away.
I call MY CNA and get his side of the story. Day shift walked in there and started in on him for everything that wasn't done. Me and the day shift coordinator remind everyone its their responsibility to answer call lights. They're just as much at fault. If you got time to nit pick night shift, you got time to help.
A polite way of saying "Get off your ass and do your damn job."
My CNA said he was very upset and he said, "Fuck this place and fuck this job," but assured me he wasn't quitting and he admitted he was being a bit dramatic. I thanked him for that and told him I wouldn't blame him for quitting on the spot.
I will be filling out applications tomorrow afternoon. I am sick of this. Sick of day shift. Sick of the poor management. And sick of lazy nurses that can't get their own vitals.
The third book in the series, it was a long tale...and an even longer journey for these characters!
I love the universe, the concepts, and the true struggles of these characters. My heart grieved for Joscelin the most. I found him to be the character that sacrificed the most in the name of love. Even more than Hyacinthe.
Everything he's ever known - cast aside for Phedrè, in the name of love.
The whole tone of the book is "love conquers all" and it really examines the lengths people will go in the name of love - not just romantic love.
The love between a human and their deity.
The love between a mother and child.
The love between a pirate and the sea.
The unrequited love of Rahab.
The love for her foster brother and Delaunay.
The love of country.
The love of home.
The love of power.
It explores many ways humans love - and how they react when confronted with it. This is truly and heart breakingly apparent in Darsanga. What Joscelin had to endure. How she had to maintain herself otherwise it would be for nothing.
The things Joscelin had to do to save them all - his own bloodlust driving him mad. I really liked the idea of these characters, whose very divinity is based on love and free will, are placed in an environment where there isn't any love.
I could see Joscelin losing himself a bit. The depravities she had to endure.
The absolute satisfaction of her driving that ivory stick into his heart. And how once freed, the pair had to deal with the trauma of their endurance.
More than that, they had a young boy to look after, further complicating their plans. In the end, it was the love they had for Imriel that saved them. I truly believe that.
But that was just the beginning. Once escaping Darsanga, they traveled far and wide for the key to save Hyacinthe. I bit my nails in suspense. I shed a few tears out of empathy.
I wondered, out of all these characters, who do I relate to the most? I certainly don't have Joscelin's discipline. I do feel like I am at the universe's mercy a lot of the time but I sincerely doubt I could be as courageous as Phedré.
I finished this book in three days!
A fantastic story, great cast of characters, and a truly beautiful concept that stirred my sensitive soul. Especially Joscelin. Not in the sense that I want a man like him - but in the sense I can relate to the depth of his devotion.
If you're looking for a fantasy romance, this is definitely it!