Nomadic Nurse Diaries

Dear Detoxified Work Mindset,

Where have you been all my life? I could’ve used you a few months ago when I was spiraling into toxic negativity. But hey, better late than never, right?

So, as I’ve told you a bazillion times (because, let’s be real, you’re my loyal readers), I’m an ICU nurse currently on a travel assignment in corrections. And let me tell you, adjusting to this new role has been like trying to build IKEA furniture without instructions—equal parts frustrating and confusing. It’s been exhausting, and it left me filled to the brim with, well, toxic vibes.

The biggest challenge? Trying to keep the correctional officers happy, provide care to inmates, and at the same time, sharpen my internal bullshit detector for those who try to play me. It’s a delicate balance—one that had me struggling hard. My trainer? Let’s just say she had her own method. Essentially, she trained me on how to call bullshit and, more importantly, how to avoid doing work—no shade, if you’re reading this, but let’s be real: you taught me how to do the least amount of paperwork possible.

Now, I’m not throwing her under the bus. I understand where she’s coming from. The less paperwork you do, the less stressed you feel at the end of the day. But her approach? It was all about dismissing people and their problems as fast as possible. For a while, I tried to follow suit. I really did. But guess what? I hated it. I wasn’t sleeping, and I dreaded going to work. I felt useless, like I was just some expensive placeholder wearing scrubs.

But then something clicked. I realized I didn’t have to do the job her way—I could do it my way.

Setting Boundaries, Finally Finding Peace

So here’s what I’ve decided: I’m going to provide care like I would for any other patient—firmly, but fairly. I’m not here to be dismissive, but I’m also not here to be a pushover. Every inmate who comes to me will be heard, but I’ll make it clear what I can and cannot do for them. No false promises, no extra nonsense. Simple, right?

And you know what? So far, this shift in mentality has been working for me. I’m actually happy going to work now. I don’t feel like I’m being dragged down by all the negativity. I’m actually a nurse again—not just someone occupying space for a paycheck. I’m offering care, but I’m also standing firm on my boundaries. It’s amazing what a little internal shift can do.

How Long Can This Last?

Now, I know what you’re thinking: “This sounds great, but how long is it going to last?” And honestly, I’m wondering the same thing. I’ve been in the trenches long enough to know that nursing—especially in a correctional facility—has a way of wearing you down. But for now, I’m riding this wave of positivity as long as I can.

I came to corrections because I believe everyone, regardless of their circumstances, deserves quality care. And while I know the challenges are far from over, this new mindset is keeping me grounded. Whether it lasts for a week, a month, or longer, I’m going to hold onto it for as long as I can.

So, here’s to the new me: a nurse who gives a damn, but with boundaries. We’ll see how long I can keep this up before I’m totally washed up and spit out.

Until next time,
Your Finally Balanced Nomadic Nurse