Funny, that's what T tried to tell me last week -- "you've been doing this for how many years and done well at it, and you're letting one person decide to run you out of the field?"

Well, maybe I can and maybe I can't do it, but right now I think it's a question of wanting to. I've been here 2 hours and I'm finding myself resenting it. I don't want to be here. I don't want to do this. Too much stress, way too little compensation for the stress. I'm just tired of it all.

I'm thinking of changing fields entirely. The Red Cross is offering free training to people who want to be phlebotomists (the vampires who draw your blood at the dr.'s office). I get stuck so much I just tell them to aim for my permanent bruise, because that's the one good vein. I think it would be nice to be on the other side, LOL. Plus, as long as there are people, there is going to need to be health care, so there would be good job security.

Oh, who knows. I just don't want to be here, is all I know for sure.