Stressed!

It was another cram packed day at work.  Mid-afternoon, I was seeing patients, when I realized I had not done any documentation from the morning group.  One of the security officers told me I looked like I was running ragged. I told her I was. I am still trying to catch up from being on vacation for two weeks, now starting the third week back at work.  This is ridiculous, but I will do what I can and forsake the rest. But keep trying not to forsake anything.

Perceptions

I had lunch with friends and co-workers today, and learned that the co-workers were concerned about me recently, because they thought I was unhappy, or upset, or not doing well.  I explained that I like my work, but upon my return after being gone two weeks, I had new patients to see, groups to make up and added duties to do.  I was just concerned about work load and deadlines, while not working overtime.

They asked me about retiring, and I explained that I was eligible to retire at any time, but I like my work, even if I do not like all of the politics involved.  I explained that when I see changes coming to the unit, I have the luxury of deciding if I want to accept the challenge or not.

I also explained to them that when we started the programs at my place of work in 1995, there was constant change, and the medical director's motto was "Semper Gumby (always flexible)." So, dealing with change is not a big deal. Being flexible is just part of what we need to do. 

I Am So Blessed

The regular reader has read about the ongoing health struggle that one of my cats, Sake, has had. She has a mouth infection. The veterinarian's office, The Ark of Lubbock http://www.arkhospitalforpets.com/ has been so gracious and helpful. They put up with her bad attitude. And now that we are doing injections every 2-3 weeks, I go in with Sake, she gets an injection, maybe from the vet, maybe from the tech, and they only charge me for the injection, not even an office visit.  They tell me the injection is long lasting, up to a month, but if I call at two weeks, and say Sake is not eating, they give her another injection.  This time it was three weeks.   I think the beef liver stimulated her a little, and she ate even though she was hurting.

I can call and say Sake has stopped eating, and they tell me I can bring her in right then. That, too is a blessing.  So, I did that this morning.

Tonight, when I got home from work, Sake told me she was hungry and ready to eat.  She ate a little chicken, drank some milk, and licked some cheese.  She ate very little, but in that one meal, she ate more than she ate on Sunday.

Just a few minutes ago, she asked to eat, and I gave her some freshly cut up chicken. She ate about half of it, but that is good compared to yesterday.

I went into work late, notifying my supervisor and co-workers that I would be late in hopes of getting into the vet this morning.  I am so blessed.  My co-workers all ask about my cat.  They even ask in between vet visits, knowing this is an ongoing problem.  Their understanding and support means so much.  Most of them have pets, and understand how pets are family. Which helps. 

Bless my co-workers.