Goodbye ..

I have been waiting for this day, the day
that I would get to leave this floor permanently.
I am usually one to deal well with change.

But walking off 7 North tonight was rough.
There's just something about when you get
what you want .. sometimes it just feels all wrong.

Despite all of the verbal abuse, and cranky employees
who are stuck in their ways, I had formed
relationships with these people, more good than bad.
It had started to feel like home.

After 9 months of being treated like the "FNG",
I became molded into a pretty darn good HUC ..
I have faith that I made the right decision to
transfer to PICU. New relationships, new challenges..
It's where I have always wanted to end up. And
honestly, I don't think I could have done it without
the help of all the good and all the bad ..

I hope I don't let these people in PICU down and
hope I can continue to be the cheerful, thick skinned,
efficient HUC that I have learned to be on 7.

Goodbye 7 North.
I will truly miss you ..