for those actively following this blog, i am incredibly pleased with this new toothpaste. it's definitely gone above and beyond the call of duty to clean not only my teeth, but i can feel the cleansing clear up through my sinuses. because i'm sitting under a raincloud right now, i am much less pleased with this evening, but honestly with much less reason and rationality than i should.
each day gets a little more interesting, as far as hospital orientation goes. it also gets a little more intimidating, because each day that passes means that we are one day closer to being responsible for real humans. kinda like parenting, but one grouchy patient + one tiny (and i do mean "TINY") mistake is all it takes for huge implications, up to and including loss of friends, job, license, morale, and the scrubs off your back. and if you really honked them off, they'll do all the above and then publicly execute you next tuesday.
tomorrow i'll actually be spending a couple hours up on my floor with someone who hopefully can tell me a bit more about where things are, how things happen, what to do… what NOT to do… and how to chart it properly. we all went over some computer stuff today, and while i understood it, i am one of those people who just has to do it a couple times before it goes smoothly. so everyone else was done a couple minutes before i was, but whatever.
i think possibly the most important thing i've learned all week (maybe even longer…) is something that is becoming an integral part of the lingo here in Jackson Madison County General Hospital. they have mentioned it at least twice, and i didn't take note of it, but during our lunch hour-and-a-half today i was flipping through some of the thousands of papers we've gotten. most of this batch was different notices and memos, so i started reading through them.
i saw that they are making a habit of replacing the word "problem" (or "issue" too,) with the word "opportunity."
i set that sentence apart for a reason.
and that one, too. re-read it, please (the first one). it's been going through my head since then. think of all the kinds of sentences or phrases where people usually use the word "problem." now replace it with "opportunity." it looks dumb. it really does. i'm not going to lie there. but the people here really believe in the difference it makes. and to prove that we shouldn't be scared to report "opportunities," there is a hospital-wide cash drawing monthly for everybody to reports one.
while i was fussing with that blasted computer charting program… that was an opportunity to learn without the pressure of other obligations or tasks to do. i was even paid for the time spent.
when i came back to the apartment all tired and cranky and alone… that was an opportunity to cool off in the air conditioning, rest quietly without the roommates around, and to whine a little to God, knowing that my attitude could probably use a re-adjustment but that it wasn't anything He couldn't handle. and also that maybe He would listen to me once i wasn't talkin' nonsense :P
when i just wanted to lie down but then i saw the mountain of dishes in the sink… well, that was just an opportunity to do the dishes.
today has been full of opportunity it seems. and yes, i'm still cranky. i keep going through phases of me fighting the same old, exasperating problems, and combined with the 3rd consecutive 8 am workday means that i kinda crashed today. i'm still cranky, so that means i had to type it out or else i might get worse. i have finished both of my books i've been reading and it's too late for me to do much else, so i started some of the cleaning that i didn't want to do. you'll never guess what i found!! oh wait, yeah you did- opportunity. i think sometime when i pondered how cool it would be just to have a pet snail, God just chuckled and said "okay." that wall in our kitchen that had the water damage from before we moved in… well, it now hosts a couple snails who apparently invited their friend slugs in. i learned this because one of our plastic bags we use to hold plastic bags that are full of plastic bags for trash and stuff was stuck to the wall with what looked like little bity bits of dirt. yeah. slugs poop. betcha didn't know that, either. well ya do now. i'm wondering what kinds of wonderful opportunities are going to sprout from this one…
i think i've learned enough to deserve a weekend. God doesn't. tomorrow comes with its own sort of adventure. sleep comes now so i don't miss out on it!!
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