Bedraggled

I often write when I am feeling like the classic definition of bedraggled. It may not be raining, but after working all these days straight, I do feel limp. It did not help matters when the neighbor's car alarm went off at 0300 this morning, either.

Alas, I survived to fight another day...today. Work was challenging, but the pace was slow. I welcomed it by sitting on the occasions when I could. It was a delight to have uninterrupted reading time to finish some of my reading for my class in a quiet lunch room. Most of the loud folks weren't working today.

My patients were very good. I even got a new one who came back to us following surgery. He's a reasonably happy fellow and he was happy to see me. Mr. Z looks like he should have a sombrero on his head, but he prefers baseball caps. The other folks got up, dressed, to therapy, and then on an outing in the afternoon sunshine on a glorious fall day.

I had a nice conversation with one of our senior nurses today. She made me feel much better about myself and my temporary assignment to our sister unit (SU). Many think I'm a turncoat; yet a few others are envious. I may not be off during the holidays, but there are opportunities and there will be more freedom in this position.

There are challenges, though. We are set for yet another series of inspections by accrediting agencies. Senior nurse was prepping me and the sister clinic on what one particular agency actually looks for. Since I'll be the newest member of the SU team, she thinks they'll pick on me first, to make sure I'm being trained right.

Hopefully, in my next month of training and meetings, I'll be able to keep my head above water and not goof up on anything.

Cross your fingers...more to come. Have a great weekend!