It will be dark, then light will return, just like every day. Except Monday, August 21, when it will happen twice during a solar eclipse.
This past week, has been both dark and light. I have had feedback from people that I never expected. When you think you're doing your job right, remember that some people may find fault.
I found out that the bully in our department has targeted me. So guess what, Bully? It's gonna stop.
How? I am going to go to your boss (and mine.)
I'm going to access the resources available at work.
And I am going to file a formal complaint in HR.
Yes, Bully, you have attached your name to subversive and threatening behavior. S/he who shall not be named is no more. You do have a name. And it's getting formal.
Stay tuned...
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Showing posts with label light. Show all posts
Sunday, August 20, 2017
Friday, March 6, 2015
Little victories
Sometimes it's the little things that matter most.
TGIF folks, wherever you are!
- When you see a patient get up in a wheelchair after being in bed for months and he/she has a smile from ear to ear AND his/her blood pressure stays good the whole time.
- When the problem you've been working on for months finally gets resolved and you can give work away to someone else.
- When you see light at the end of the tunnel, because the week is over.
TGIF folks, wherever you are!
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
When you're the unforgettable one
I have heard a lot of stories about unforgettable patients. I've even told a few of my own. Today, I'm reminded of how I was one of those unforgettable people.
Dr. L. was my mother's doctor. For a time, he was the family doctor of many of the folks within 30 miles of our home. Doc L. was an old school doctor. He did everything--house calls, delivering babies, you name it. He was in World War II and told my husband about a condition called jeepitis, or Jeep disease. It had a real name, though, by the time Dahey got it in the military.
Dr. L. was also my grandparents doctor. They loved him.
How did I get to be unforgettable, you ask? My mother was his patient. We were at a family gathering after Dahey and I got married when we saw him again (Dr. L. eventually married into the family after he was widowed).
Dr. L. pulled us aside and said, "You know, I've never told you this, RehabRN, but I'll never forget your mother. I will never forget the day I had to tell her she had cancer. All the thoughts going through my head and thinking about your dad and you kids. I have to say that in all my years of practice, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do."
"But I'm here right now, and I look at all of you, and everything that has happened, and I see that you all turned out alright. That everything turned out for the best. And I am happy I am here to see it."
Today, we said goodbye to Dr. L. Family and friends gathered at the chapel of the local nursing home run by the good sisters. The sister who ran the nursing home told us Dr. L. was a lot of fun to work with. He also was the sisters' doctor for many years, coming to see them on his day off.
It was his wish to have the sisters send him off from their place, since he spent time there and enjoyed their chapel. He was then buried at the local cemetery with military honors, on a beautiful, windswept hill, near a wood.
The rain that was predicted never came, but the sunny skies made us all give thanks for the light he was in all of our lives.
Godspeed Dr. L. I certainly won't forget you, either.
Dr. L. was my mother's doctor. For a time, he was the family doctor of many of the folks within 30 miles of our home. Doc L. was an old school doctor. He did everything--house calls, delivering babies, you name it. He was in World War II and told my husband about a condition called jeepitis, or Jeep disease. It had a real name, though, by the time Dahey got it in the military.
Dr. L. was also my grandparents doctor. They loved him.
How did I get to be unforgettable, you ask? My mother was his patient. We were at a family gathering after Dahey and I got married when we saw him again (Dr. L. eventually married into the family after he was widowed).
Dr. L. pulled us aside and said, "You know, I've never told you this, RehabRN, but I'll never forget your mother. I will never forget the day I had to tell her she had cancer. All the thoughts going through my head and thinking about your dad and you kids. I have to say that in all my years of practice, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do."
"But I'm here right now, and I look at all of you, and everything that has happened, and I see that you all turned out alright. That everything turned out for the best. And I am happy I am here to see it."
Today, we said goodbye to Dr. L. Family and friends gathered at the chapel of the local nursing home run by the good sisters. The sister who ran the nursing home told us Dr. L. was a lot of fun to work with. He also was the sisters' doctor for many years, coming to see them on his day off.
It was his wish to have the sisters send him off from their place, since he spent time there and enjoyed their chapel. He was then buried at the local cemetery with military honors, on a beautiful, windswept hill, near a wood.
The rain that was predicted never came, but the sunny skies made us all give thanks for the light he was in all of our lives.
Godspeed Dr. L. I certainly won't forget you, either.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Shout out
I like to look at my logs every so often and say thanks, merci, danke, muchos gracias for all of you who wander over here from wherever on the internet.
First of all, let me congratulate AtYourCervix, who not only recently got certified as CNM (Certified Nurse Midwife), she also got a job as one. Lots of you end up over here from her blog At Your Cervix, so I am so very grateful for your visits.
And for all the rest of you, from St. Johns, New Brunswick, or Delta, BC in Canada, to Iceland, to Austria, back to Nampa, Idaho, Texas, California, Rhode Island and everywhere in between, we'll leave the light on.
Because there's always room for you.
More to come. The fun never takes a vacation in RehabLand.
First of all, let me congratulate AtYourCervix, who not only recently got certified as CNM (Certified Nurse Midwife), she also got a job as one. Lots of you end up over here from her blog At Your Cervix, so I am so very grateful for your visits.
And for all the rest of you, from St. Johns, New Brunswick, or Delta, BC in Canada, to Iceland, to Austria, back to Nampa, Idaho, Texas, California, Rhode Island and everywhere in between, we'll leave the light on.
Because there's always room for you.
More to come. The fun never takes a vacation in RehabLand.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Hallelujah!
One word: passed!
Yes, the corks will be flying soon! Was just too tired after the marathon journey yesterday to stay up and enjoy.
Now to finish the rest of the requirements. In the home stretch!
Yes, the corks will be flying soon! Was just too tired after the marathon journey yesterday to stay up and enjoy.
Now to finish the rest of the requirements. In the home stretch!
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