That Dream...

...I had it again last night. I was in charge of a unit in a nursing home or hospital and having a difficult time.
I didn't know what staff I had.
I didn't know the patients.
I had hardly any equipment.
One thing that I remember trying to do was to have housekeeping switch the dirty privacy curtains for clean ones. And not getting any cooperation.
I try everyday for the charge nurses in our company NOT to have those problems.
Maybe that's why the problems slip into my unconsciousness at night.

It's very hard to "leave work at work" when you have a highly developed sense of responsibility.
That's why I read (anything NOT medical) and write (almost anything NOT medical - since my WIP begins in a nursing home).