I can't take it anymore, I'm done.

[booyah8876]

Today at work, I realized that I'm done with hospital work.

I walk into my job, start getting things done, everything is going fine and well until the Security Guard walks into see me.

She comes over, sits down, then gets called off, but when she left, she ran down the hall... she never runs.

Next thing I hear, "Respiratory stat to ER, Respiratory stat to ER, Respiratory stat to ER."

Repeated codes three times means that it's no test, it's the real deal.

Meh. I brushed it off my shoulders.

Couldn't have been less than 5 minutes later, "Code Pink ER, Code Pink ER, Code Pink ER."

Code Pink = Cardiac Arrest for Adolescent.

A car wreck threw an 8 year old little girl out of her open window because she wasn't wearing a seat belt, and she died down the hall from me. The 2 year old infant was medlife transported to another hospital as well as the mother.

I was shaken up by hearing it, I don't know why. This is the 4th time I've had to deal with people dying like 2 inches from me.

While I was already tearing in my eyes about that girl, the phone rings, so I went to pick it up.

My mother is in the ER with my little brother, Kyle, and he's got an IV in his arm because he can't breathe, and they have no idea why.

I called downstairs immediately to see if I can shut the place down, and go be with Kyle, but all I was told was that I could have 15 minutes from the cook to cover me.

I took the 15 to find Kyle having the hardest time breathing I've ever seen, coughing nonstop, and trying to inhale the nebuliser.

I can't take it anymore, my last day working there is Sept 15th. I don't want to go back tomorrow.