Crappy day

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Hi everyone. I went to work today, and was going to give my 2 wk notice (last day of work Oct 31), and when I got there, everyone was all sickly sweet, and I looked at our board where we put the nurses names and the PACU slots they are working in, and well, my name wasn't there. So I immediately knew something was up. I called the OR manager, as the PACU manager is on vacation, and she came out. I went into her office and gave her my 2 wk notice, and asked what was up? She told me that because I was giving my 2 wk notice, they were accepting it as my last day of work today. They felt that since I have only worked there since Aug, I didn't need to give 2 wk notice, so my last day was today, and they didn't even need me to work. I was pissed, and hurt. I have busted my ass for them since Aug, taking call during the wk and on wknds, coming in at 3am to recover a surgical pt; coming in on my day off to cover lunch; and staying late to help out. And they just told me to go f*** myself. They are angry that I'm leaving, and that's what it boils down to. So this is the way they treat me. I raised hell. I had to hold my head up and go back into PACU, grab my stuff, and I marched my ass right down to the Director of HR, where I told her the story, and that I was going to file a grievance. She was shocked and promised that she would get in touch with the Director of Perianesthesia Services. Well, when I got home, I already had a msg from this Perianesthesia Director saying to call her and I could work the last 2 wks. But my dilemma is this: the staff now looks at me as being fired, and as there is in any hospital, when this happens, there is talk. But, I am short about $1000 for my move to Denver, and I need the money. However, I just don't know if I can go back to that PACU after what happened and be able to work comfortably. It's such an awkward situation, and I'm just stuck. First, I was so furious that they took out their anger on me the way they did, but then it upset me so and I just cried once I got home. Once again, f***** God at work. I swear, either there is no God, or he hates me so much he just wants to see me fail. He's probably up there right now laughing his ass off at another failure he created for me. God, sometimes I can't help but think that suicide is the only option and the only way to peace...... e