|Make a Wish!|
|I splashed Grandpa!|
Yesterday was a bad day. I went into work in the morning only to find out I was supposed to work the afternoon! So I went back home crying. You see, the reason they need me is because Kay would be over her hours. So, I am good enough for that, but not good enough to get the job in peds. I felt very upset...used. After talking with my sister and a friend, I realized this is common when one is 59. The opportunities are no longer there. Kay is sweet, but it is difficult to be one who wants to help her to learn how to do things. It is difficult to find out I am the only one who has been making follow up calls since the full-time girl left. It is difficult to be good enough to work when needed so someone doesn't go over their hours or needs a day off. Good enough doesn't cut it, but there is nothing I can do.
I am not in a position to tell them to shove it. I cannot talk to my supervisor about it, because if I am unhappy, then patients will sense that and yada, yada, yada. I hope I could find a job to supplement this one, a job that would make me feel good and appreciated.
I am happy for friends and family that lift me up when I am down and for the joy they bring me.