ok. I think it is time to share the happenings but in order for anyone to understand... I have to start from the very beginning.... and even then anyone that does not know those involved...may not believe me but that is ok. God has the bigger picture.
Back in the spring of 2008, I was in my last semester of the social work program. I had a practicum or for those of you that don't know what that is...an internship-unpaid. I was actually able to choose where I wanted to be and I chose the local large health care agency we'll call( HCA) for short which will rename nameless. Just in case of a lawsuit.... anyway. I was really excited because I knew that I had a really good chance of getting on with the company after graduation if they thought I did a good job and if there was an opening.
I did my practicum with two different supervisors... "S "and "C". S was with Care management and C was with Home Health. I loved my practicum but really clicked with C, though she was about 20 years older than me - we sort of became professional friends. Things went really well and I loved the Home health part of the practicum and didn't care much for the other part but that's here nor there.
After Graduation HCA did not have ANY openings for a social worker... so disappointing to me but I knew that within the next year they would have openings. So I spent my summer working at Starbucks and began to get discouraged as I continued to look for "big girl jobs." C would call or text me to check in every now and then and we stayed in touch... eventually I even started to do volunteer work for her ...in hopes of getting a job.. FINALLY after 3 long months of searching and being stressed out, I got a call for an interview.... but not with HCA.
The interview was for a social worker position at a local geriatric psych unit. The interview went well and I was eventually offered the job... I accepted... even though I had to drive an hour round trip each day, I was also carpooling.
The Geriatric Psych unit was a great job, however, the previous social worker trained me... because she had taken the marketing position. My boss seemed to prefer the "MICRO management" style right down to the sound your shoes made on the floor.Because it was a small town business... things like that are allowed to happen so... you can pretty much guess what happened.. That social worker... did not set me up for success at all. I did a lot of guessing and re work but I did my best and I LOVED my patients. After working there a few months I started noticing that not everyone enjoyed my bubbly attitude , my happy personality and most of all... the changes I was making- for the better. - Not huge changes... just process improvement...very minor. I continued with my positive attitude at work and tried to smooth things over with Panera atleast once a week. Nothing was good enough, I didn't smoke - I was an outcast, I didn't eat 15lbs of bacon every morning from the cafeteria, I didn't participate in their gossip, I just listened...which is also BAD.
One day the lady I carpooled with started telling me all of these horrible things that were going on during the night shift. I was horrified and saddened because I TRULY loved the patients. I asked why noone reported it and was told that they were all afraid to lose their jobs. Because I am a mandated reporter, I am to report these issues...however, I had never witnessed these things first hand. The job continued then one day one of the day nurses yelled at me because I had shut my office door. ... she was not in charge of me and there was no rule about it, I said I am sorry but I didn't see it as a big deal... and things went hush from there.
About a week later C called me- there was a position open at HCA..working case management with a state contract .I was ecstatic because I was tired of the drama and small town issues of the current job even though I really loved the job. I applied for the job and interviewed.
About a week later I was offered the job and prayed and accepted the job even with a slight pay cut. I don't think I really listened to what God really wanted because I had my mind made up that I wanted out of where I was.... because of all the gossip and negativity... I had had enough of that in my life and definitely didn't want to have to deal with more.
The following week I gave my notice and EVERYONE was shocked. The nurse that yelled at me apologized, my boss asked why and I said that I was taking the job to better myself and so I wouldn't have to commute. During the car ride home the gal that carpooled with me was angry, I could feel the tension the moment we got into the car. Finally she said "well are you going to turn us in?" She was refering to all of the illegal things that were happening in the evening and all the accusations being made against the night nurses. I told her that "I cannot do that___, I cannot mess with peoples lives like that, I have never witnessed anything so I have no proof that it happened and DSS doesn't just believe gossip." The woman said "wow, I can't believe you won't do it, I was hoping you would." I said " maybe you should." The car was quiet and the last two weeks were as well. On my last day with the company, one of my patients came back and requested records... apparently he was in a lawsuit with them. ANYWAY... THAT WAS TMI FOR THAT JOB...
December 1 2008 I started my new job at HCA and I was SO EXCITED, I had reached goal number 1(working there) and could contemplate goal #2(going to get my masters) because the company would pay for part of extra schooling. Things were awesome until.....
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