Hi, night owls!
I haven't logged on for the past few days. I was working the past
four nights on my most difficult assignment ever. Now, I realise
why so many nurses have been sent to this 'special' assignment and
most of them quit after a day. I lasted four nights, the
longest-surviving one so far, but it has really affected me deeply.
I had to work for a modern-day equivalent of the notorious Miss
Havisham of 'Great Expectations'. You cannot start to understand
how bizarre and surreal the world there is. The person's the
epitome of psychological disorder, mood swings and plain meanness!
They get away with murder because they're filthy rich and
influential. 
I've been witness to, and subject to much verbal abuse,
irrationality, temper tantrums and plain insanity these past four
nights. Enough to kill anyone's spirits, really. The only thing
that kept me going, was prayers and the fact that those of us
working in there were united because of the suffering we had to
endure together.
I'm so glad I've completed my duty. I hope I never get sent there
again. The money's good, and money's nice to have, but it is not
everything.
For now, it's time for me to rest and return to the 'real world'.
I've never been happier and more appreciative of what little I have
right now! This short four nights have been extremely traumatic,
but I have learnt to be thankful, very thankful, for what I have
now.
OK, let the yakking start! 
