I am still feeling the pinch of ‘having no time’.
Work continues to be a bit too much, what with trying to fold the departed doctor’s patients into the workload. Thanks to the flu, I’ve not been able to use the Dictaphone; talking sets off a terrible hacking (and the recording device doesn’t care for it). So I have been typing my reports, which are getting briefer and briefer. I fear I am going to go towards –
”Dickey Purdy is a 35yo married man who is crazy as a sh-t house rat. I put him on Abilify as fast as I could. End of story. “
Things are piling up and I have to resign myself to the fact I can’t keep up anymore. Rx and calls and paperwork are a day or two behind.
We’ve had out of town visitors, and more are to come. It is pleasant to see them but they do require some time and effort (and feeding).
This week I see (again) I have no free evening. None of it is ‘bad’; it is merely time consuming (and this being Arizona, there is a lot of time spent driving to get to things).
Monday – dinner next door for the neighbors to entertain my parents
Tuesday – The monthly staff meeting at work
Wednesday – bell choir practice
Thursday through Sunday – I fly to Chicago for a weekend of medical conferences, meetings with the accountant and the investor, and a couple of operas.
So it is another week of not being able to read my blog list; of not being able to get to the personal trainer; of lack of proper sleep. No fun in that.
I hang onto the philosophy time can not be made or saved - it can only be used wisely or foolishly. And this too shall pass – things are bound to settle down in April.
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March 11, 2008 at 6:55 am
Heather
Gotta fit those operas in there! *chuckling*
I wouldn’t come near you with a ten foot pole having the flu and all. You can keep it!
I also think all your transcriptions should be just as brief as above. “He’s nuts. I gave him drugs. The end.” Short and sweet.
(Maybe it’s the stuffed animals that whisper to me that there are intruders. I don’t know. But when I was little I thought that my stuffed animals talked when I left the room. And I imagined my food screaming to it’s death when I ate. Maybe you should be giving me the drugs. The end.)
*Hope you feel better soon!
urspo - i feel fine now, thank you. i have to get caught up now as the world kept spinning and it expects me to run and catch up with it. skunks.
March 11, 2008 at 7:06 am
deveil
I took my first sick day off this year, although I’ve had a cold off and on. You know I’ve always loved your eyes too, from the first time I read your blog, you’ve got wise eyes!
urspo - and if i would wear my glasses i would not squint so much either.
March 11, 2008 at 8:51 am
tigeryogiji
Maybe you could ring handbells at the opera, thus saving some extra time!
March 11, 2008 at 9:17 am
Cameron
Well, at least you don’t have that stupid TIME CHANGE in Arizona!
I always feel cheated out of a hour of my life whenever we “Spring Forward”. It takes days to adjust.
Not having to change the clocks in Arizona (we’ve got a major clock problem!) was one of the best aspects of living there.
March 11, 2008 at 1:42 pm
DougT
Very busy here too. But not too busy for friends. Any interest/availability in getting together while you”re in town this weekend? Drop me an email.
March 11, 2008 at 2:25 pm
Pink
Ok a proper nights sleep is in order!!! You can’t keep going with no fuel in the tank. And when you get back from Chicago, I do hope you will find some time somewhere to meet up with the personal trainer!
Have a safe journey. Any plans to replace the departed doc?
xx
pinks
urspo - the plans are to shovel all his patients onto the 2 remaining doctors, yucko.
March 11, 2008 at 4:55 pm
Seamus Aloysius
You feel better soon…
I also know the feeling of having no time. I’m always paranoid that I’m going to forget someone or something. (or to take my crazy medicine - no, I’m just kidding LOL)… Take an hour or two for yourself in Chicago and do something that interests you or relaxes… (maybe a massage).
Have fun, Bro.
xox
March 11, 2008 at 6:26 pm
BentonQuest
You play bells! Cool!
Have you heard of Thanatose Therapy? I think it is in the Journal of Polymorphous Perversity. It is where you agree with your depressed patients that they are right, life is not worth living, just so they will off themselves and open up time on your schedule.
Well, it was a thought!
Urspo - we used to have a cartoon on the wall; the cliche setting of a psychiatrist with a patient on the couch. The shrink has gotten up and is writing on a pad. He says “You’ve convinced me Ted, it is all hopeless. I am writing us both a prescription”
March 11, 2008 at 11:25 pm
Maddog
I hope you are starting to feel better. I’m worried about you. Try to find some time for you. Drink a nice cup of hot tea and just relax. You deserve it.
March 12, 2008 at 6:45 am
Doug
I hope you have a great trip to Chicago! I hope it doesn’t put you further behind. *hugs*
March 12, 2008 at 6:22 pm
Bigg
You really made me laugh with this one, Spo. I thought I was the only one who said ‘crazy as a shit house rat.”