no good deed goes UNPUNISHED
Sunday was a very beautiful day. Sunny, moderate temp.--the first really beautiful weather in Chicago was this weekend.However, I woke up Sunday with a strained muscle. And I had to go to work that evening from 5pm to 1:30am. I must have strained it at work, I was on my feet for 12 hours the day before. To make matters worse, of all muscles it was my groin muscle. I woke up Sunday morning and it was a 5 out of 10 on the pain scale.
I was planning to call in sick/injured. However, I was sitting in church that morning and I started to feel guilty about calling in, partly because it was a) a beautiful day and b) the weekend--they would never believe that I really was sick/injured, and also they would never have found anyone to fill in.
So, I called the charge nurse and explained to her my situation. It was Mary Lou and I told her that I felt that I could do everything except for that I couldn't do transports because I had a strained muscle. She said that was fine, and that she could work something out if I came in. For the sake of the team, I was thinking that I should come in and work, because I knew it was going to be super busy that night.
To make a long story short, someone complained, and I could probably guess who, obviously the lazy people, that I didn't do transports. And you know, I came in to work, out of the kindness of my heart, and did everything else. I was super busy the entire last six hours I was there (the first 2 hours were a bit slow).
My manager called me the next day. Her main point was, even though some person/people complained that I requested not to do transports, when, hello, I could have been sitting on my balcony, enjoying the nice weather and not have even came in at all, that I should not have been working while injured.
I can see her point. She said that I needed a doctor's note if I was injured, so I went to the doctor today. Actually, I am not working until Friday, a 12-hour shift. I don't know if I will be better by then, but today (Tues) is the only day that I am able to go to the doctor since Wed. and Thurs. I work from 8am to 6pm at a secretarial job. Until then, the doctor told me to take ibuprofin 2x a day, continue icing, and (gasp!) not to exercise, and to call her Thursday if I feel I am unable to work.
I felt like this was really unhealthy complaint, because what I learned from this was "don't think about the team" and "forget helping out." Every nurse and technician would have been in trouble if I didn't show up Sunday night, because I was sooooooo busy when I was there. No good deed goes unpunished.

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