Getting Used To It.
I've been at my job just over a month - at the point where I'll be getting a full paycheck next Friday.
My financial stuff is settling, so there's a little extra to throw around on top of chunks that are moving into place so I am in less and less debt. It's good.
I'm feeling like part of the team at work - getting to know folks and their capacities and preferences. This job is in some ways so low-key that the real 'work' is finding ways to keep engaged and interested. Luckily, there's a lot of contact with people here, and I find people engaging and interesting. I'm getting to know certain residents, or at least a level of recognition that smooths our interactions. There's a few folks that I've introduced myself to a few times, and expect that that will need to occur again. It's OK. I often joke with them about how terrible I am with connecting names to faces.
What do I do?
I reassure, take notes, pass information on, answer questions. I instruct on how to use nasal spray, the washing machine, the TV remote. I help with support stockings when the nurse has left for the night and they just need to come off. In some ways, these interactions are more meaningful than signing folks in, or selling guest meal tickets. I feel like I'm part of a supportive community.
I am chafing at the restrictions on my travel, but it's good for a while - it will help me rebuild myself financially.
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I had a bad allergic reaction earlier this week, got covered in hives and then spent 3-4 days on heavy drugs. That wasn't fun. I really don't like being drugged - I like being aware and having a certain amount of context for my feelings, reactions and energy levels. I'm going to the doctor next week to get a referral to an allergist and a rheumatologist. It's about time to review my joint pain.
My financial stuff is settling, so there's a little extra to throw around on top of chunks that are moving into place so I am in less and less debt. It's good.
I'm feeling like part of the team at work - getting to know folks and their capacities and preferences. This job is in some ways so low-key that the real 'work' is finding ways to keep engaged and interested. Luckily, there's a lot of contact with people here, and I find people engaging and interesting. I'm getting to know certain residents, or at least a level of recognition that smooths our interactions. There's a few folks that I've introduced myself to a few times, and expect that that will need to occur again. It's OK. I often joke with them about how terrible I am with connecting names to faces.
What do I do?
I reassure, take notes, pass information on, answer questions. I instruct on how to use nasal spray, the washing machine, the TV remote. I help with support stockings when the nurse has left for the night and they just need to come off. In some ways, these interactions are more meaningful than signing folks in, or selling guest meal tickets. I feel like I'm part of a supportive community.
I am chafing at the restrictions on my travel, but it's good for a while - it will help me rebuild myself financially.
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I had a bad allergic reaction earlier this week, got covered in hives and then spent 3-4 days on heavy drugs. That wasn't fun. I really don't like being drugged - I like being aware and having a certain amount of context for my feelings, reactions and energy levels. I'm going to the doctor next week to get a referral to an allergist and a rheumatologist. It's about time to review my joint pain.