Sink or Swim?


The moment of truth has arrived – will I sink, or will I swim?

If we could all ignore the glistening water and thoughts of warmer temperatures and balmy breezes for a moment …

First of all … we got an email this week from the hospital: Our clinic was named in the top 100 in the country for our specialty. (How’s that for vague?)

And it’s ALL because I’m NOW working there. That’s right. They rock because of ME.

And yes. I actually said that to my boss.

Luckily, she has a sense of humor. 😀

Anyway, I’m proud to work where I work – we not only help people – we’re GOOD at helping people and now the whole healthcare industry knows it.

*snap* We. Kick. Ass. Ya’ll.

And this week nearly kicked my ass. We were so busy Thursday that I was literally running through the clinic to get one of our doctors on the line with a doctor at the main hospital all so I could help a patient I felt sorry for because she hadn’t eaten all day due to reasons I can’t go into here. (How’s that for vague? It’s maddening, I know).

They’re sending me to Branson this coming Friday.

By myself.

Well. Not by MYSELF, but I will be working the receptionist/scheduling area by myself.


I’ll be setting up the laptops in the exam rooms for the doctor/staff. Then I will be making sure the patients have everything they need signed, taking their picture for their chart, collecting co-pays and when they have been seen, I will be checking them out of the clinic by making sure they are scheduled for any tests the doctor wants and any follow up visits.

It’s going to be challenging. But I’m up to the task, I think. This will be my first time flying solo though and I’m a bit nervous. The doctor I will be helping is one I haven’t worked with that much, but I ADORE his nurse and I’m so glad she will be there.

I had my 90-day review the other day (I’ve actually been there four months now. FOUR MONTHS. Can you believe it?!?)

No raise, but I can keep my job.

That’s good news.

I’m thinking seriously of utilizing the employee discount and joining the hospital fitness center. I’d go in at 5:00, work out for an hour, go home, get cleaned up and then go to work. It sounds insane, but I actually did that for two years straight back when I was working at Wal-Mart. I need to do something – my job is mentally challenging, not physically challenging, and I sit all day long.

My hips are expanding. This is not acceptable.