[mizora]

I work in a clinic and I just have to say, there is a TON of emotional energy that goes into being a medical professional. I am a compassionate and empathetic individual and to give so much of myself all day helping others with their struggles can really take from my energy.

There are days where everyone is crabby and I cannot apologize enough. Apologize to my patients, the providers treating them (there are a multitude of things, wait times, multitasking 7 different things and falling behind...you get the idea) and then just when I think I am gaining ground there is something I forgot that comes to bite me.

I have been in healthcare for about nine years and I really am passionate about what I do, I just have those days where I am dog tired. A lot of my free time I just want to be home, I am becoming more and more reclusive and really enjoy my alone time.

Some days go great, everything is smooth and you feel like a rock star cause you made a ton of impossible things become possible and everyone is happy with you. But even so I still like to have my peace and quiet, I don't always feel like there is much of myself to give after work.

[1976kitchenfloor]

Sounds to me like youve got a good handle on things.

I also worked in a hospital and had to juggle filling and taking care of mulitple demands and people and can relate to how draining the high emotions and fast pace can be. youre right about some days going home feeling like a rock star and others ending with leaving and wanting to fall inot bed and just pull the covers over your head.

You know, it's all right for you to just want to be along and quiet in your own time and space. I found this necessary to recover. Take care. hugs

[Mrs. Mania]

I'm a 18 year veteran as a caregiver. I can also relate. My job is so emotionally taxing. When I have a rough night, I can't even talk to my husband the whole ride home. Once home, I run for the shower and then take a ridiculously long one to avoid having to talk. On a good day, I talk and laugh the whole way home. I worry about the impact on my daughter on the bad days. I brushed everyone off one day, when my daughter got home from school, I found out she got her first period that morning. I was and still am crushed that she went to school scared, wearing a crooked pad and leaked in her panties. Thankfully she was wearing black pants. UGH, soul crushing. I put her first now, no matter how bad it was, I force myself to hug her hello and ask her how she slept. I retreat to my bedroom as soon as she leaves.

[ComfortablyNumb5]

Originally Posted by mizora

I work in a clinic and I just have to say, there is a TON of emotional energy that goes into being a medical professional. I am a compassionate and empathetic individual and to give so much of myself all day helping others with their struggles can really take from my energy.


There are days where everyone is crabby and I cannot apologize enough. Apologize to my patients, the providers treating them (there are a multitude of things, wait times, multitasking 7 different things and falling behind...you get the idea) and then just when I think I am gaining ground there is something I forgot that comes to bite me.


I have been in healthcare for about nine years and I really am passionate about what I do, I just have those days where I am dog tired. A lot of my free time I just want to be home, I am becoming more and more reclusive and really enjoy my alone time.


Some days go great, everything is smooth and you feel like a rock star cause you made a ton of impossible things become possible and everyone is happy with you. But even so I still like to have my peace and quiet, I don't always feel like there is much of myself to give after work.

I'm a medical assistant and boy do I get it! I'm actually going for SSD because I lost a few jobs because the stress would trigger my BP and I would have a mental breakdown. My last job was so exhausting. Ten hr shifts working next to the Dr all day. I would go with him to every room and pretty much be his assistant as far as paperwork for procedures ect. And there was a few times we had to tell the patient that they had cancer. One time I actually started crying and had to excuse myself. It was mentally and physically draining. I ended up self medicating to cope with the long hrs with no break, no lunch, nothing. My moods were so up and down that they let me go. Also, my coworkers were God awful to me being the new girl and they witnessed me having a panic attack! They saw my weekness and treated me like a freak. A girl there actually warned me that many people have quit that place from the awful way they were treated! Who was I fooling thinking I would make it?!

Also, since I was with the dr every minute of the day, I witnessed him committing a lot of insurance fraud! I flat out seen him lie in the patients charts and write scripts to their family members just so they could be approved for something and he would get paid for the procedure in the end. It makes me sick now. No one has been through the stress of working WITH the dr and doing what ever his demand was when and how they want it... Pronto!

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