I Refuse To Leave My House

It's supposed to be like 109 today and I refuse to leave my house. It's just too freaking hot. I had thought about picking up an extra shift at work tonight since I still have 2 shifts to make up but I just can't do it. I realize that I'm running the risk here of spending the next 2 months bitching about my job but I am so frustrated I don't know what to do. Yesterday I actually felt ill thinking about having to go into work last night. And of course last night was another horrible night. Cindy you mentioned how when you were a manager you made sure your travelers were treated well. How I wish that were the case. In SB it was. I felt very well treated. Here is such a different story. A couple nights ago I had been stuck in one patients room for at least an hour doing meds and cleaning him up etc. During that time my phone kept ringing (we have cordless phones we have to carry and give our patients our phone number so they can get ahold of us). I however was pretty much elbow deep in shit and answering the phone wasn't an option. When I finally got out of that room one of my other patients had his call light on. He had been the one trying to call me for pain medicine and it had been at least half an hour since his first attempt to call me. I asked him if anyone had checked in on him to see if he was ok with his call light on for half an hour. The answer was no. And they wonder why their patient satisfaction sucks???? Last night I had gowned up for an isolation room and then realized I was missing some flush syringes. I stepped out of the room and to the desk and announced "can someone grab me some flushes?" Everyone sitting at the nurses station looked up at me and then went back to whatever they were doing. NO ONE moved to get me what I needed. I had to ask 3 fucking times before someone who was just coming in went and got me some. Regardless of the fact that many of them had them in their pockets! This is a daily thing. No one helps me out at all without me begging for help unless they are another traveler. It is amazing to me how unfriendly these people are. These women will not go out of their way at all for anyone other than their "friends". It is so frustrating. I dread going there so bad. Some how I need to figure out how I'm going to make it through the next 7 weeks.
On a more interesting and fun (funny?) note my stairway is starting to look like the set for Arachnophobia. Oh yippee. It's getting difficult to get into the apartment because they are everywhere out there. I have to walk past all of them. Ewwww. They also are doing construction on my apartment complex. Rebuilding something. Whatever it is they have no torn down the stairs to the apartment next to mine (I'm assuming it's empty). They actually have a jack hammer today. I'm not sure if my fan that I use for white noise will block out a jack hammer. Or a regular hammer. This could prove interesting while trying to sleep during the day. I'm still almost not thinking about the TWW (haha, yeah right) and the fact that I'm 10 dpo. I've started testing around this time before in past cycles when I was extremely optimistic. No, I'm not going to test today. Or tomorrow or probably even Friday. Maybe Saturday. Or Sunday. See I'm trying not to think of it.