Manic Monday


I pulled myself out of bed today and dragged myself to work. My back hurt, felt kind of out, like it gets from time to time. I was tired from my usual lack of sleep and just plain not in a good mood. I felt physical, psychologically and emotional a little spent from all the drama on the homefront.
I was awfully glad to see all the junk food there: donuts and coffee cake, just what I needed- some sugar to go with my coffee to keep me going to lunchtime.

After lunch ,when I called in yet another patient to work up, I was a little surprised by what I saw. I've worked in the health care field for almost 20 years; everytime I have thought I've seen or heard it all something else has come along to further surprise me. The patient walking towards me was walking on metal artificial limbs, when he got into the room and sat in the exam chair I noticed that he had only one deformed hand showing, the other arm was hidden within the sleeve of his sweatshirt. On top of all this he suffered from psychosis, it said in his record. He came without much medical history and I couldn't imagine how all this had happened to him. But it did make me feel bad about all my complaining earlier.


FTS said...

Oh yes, I've been there, too.

Isn't it amazing how we think we have it so bad, only to have our humility served back to us with a good dose of shoe leather thrown in for good measure.

Mary Sheehan Winn said...

As they say in AA. If we all put our problems on the table, we'd take our own back before we'd take anyone else's.

Patry Francis said...

This was beautiful, R. And kind of in tune with my happiness post. We really are connected.

Like marewheee's AA quote.

off line said...

Wow, I'm at a loss for words...struck.