So this may come as a shock to some of you out there so brace yourselves...It is Cold and Flu season! Please understand this does not need to send you into some kind of paranoia! But just to help you better understand what is going on in the world around you! I am looking out for you and my sanity all that the same time! Some people call this multi-tasking. OK moving on to the point behind this post. Today while at work I was more or less put in my place. Why? Well because I have have a cold. And I had the audacity to come to work. Mind you I was doing everything in my power to keep my germs to myself. You know washing my hands, covering my sniffles and sneezes things of that nature! But I guess I was still in the wrong. So in my defence I wanted to give my 2 cents worth on how we can all get along better! After all I am sure being surrounded by sickness all of the time, has absolutely nothing to do with why I am now slightly under the weather.
First of all cover your mouth. This is such a simple thing to do. Even little children can handle this action. It is all in the elbow folks, one slight bend and TA DA mouth covered! When you feel a cough coming on for the sake of man kind please do this. I am sure you can find a website that will show you exactly how many particles are expelled from you with each cough and sneeze. I have no desire to do watch something so disgusting. I will simply take their word for it. But I do know it is a lot of HUD that comes out and I don't want to breath it in! I am all about recycling...But I have my limits! I have no desire to take you particles for a test run!
Please refrain form touching everything you see. This is extra important if my first suggestion is something you are still trying to master! I know it hard to not want to touch every pen in the jar. But it is not something you need to do. The less you touch the less you spread and also the less you pick up! Germs are funny little things, they are not picky when it comes to what they will attach themselves to! Hands, feet, door knobs, pens, desks, telephones, men, women, children...This list could go on and on. But frankly I have a life I need to live. When you make a point of touching everything you can you are only becoming a travel agent for those little guys! So keep things you touch to a minimum!
Masks are for your use and the consideration of those around you. Please know that I have worn my fair share of masks and they are lame-o! They are hot, they make your eyes water and are just plain a pain in the neck. Having said that we know you are not wearing them for a fashion statement. But rather you are sick enough that you have chosen on you own to wear one. Or you have been asked to do so! Well now that you are wearing one, please wear it correctly!!! And what is correctly? I am glad you asked...Covering your mouth and nose! The human body is made so we can breathe with our nose or mouth and both at the same time. So if you are covering only your mouth this is a good start. But that same air is still coming out to join the rest of us through your nose! Please pull that mask up! Again let me say I know they are not comfortable. However they help to keep those around you from recycling!
When those in the heath care field get sick and still come to work. It is often looked at like we are the Devil himself. How dare we be so thoughtless. I mean really it is not like we have been breathing in the contaminated air everyday of our lives. How dare we breath while at work! It is not that we in fact thoughtless. But rather more like victims. We are taking care of the ill and there is no way around it. Recycling is just part of our job. It may have been in the small print that we were not aware of at the time when we signed up for these jobs! Nevertheless we are human too and just like everyone else we also get sick! I am really sorry for this fact. But there is nothing that can be done about it. Or is there???? Perhaps if people would keep these precautions in mind we could all get along better!
Ok I really do love my job! But sometimes a girl needs to get it all out!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
This is me SCREAMING...
Sometimes I really hate my job! I will never understand somethings about what I do for a living! And what I continue to put up with day after day!!! I think if I write it down it may help! Probably not but it is worth a shot...
1) I have the worlds lamest boss. I have no idea what the man does all day long. Other than annoy the heck out of me. He is always walking around looking like he is important. Well here is an idea. DO something to make you important!! He always like to run everything by me. Why? I have no idea. I could not care less that he has decided to change our Coban. Or that he is trying to get us child size masks. And I can see for myself that he got the sign moved. He does not need to tell me in a 15 minute conversation. It is now directly over my head. I will start praying that ceiling gives out and I happen to be under it. Then he can have something to really talk to me about! Please do us all a favor and find a computer to hide behind!!!
2) I take the brunt of the anger from the patients. When I do not have orders from your Dr office it does no good to get mad at me! I simply have the folder for them to place said order in. I understand that they told you they would bring send it to the lab. I don't know how to tell you gently, but they LIED!!! I believe they had every intention of getting it to us. But for what ever reason that did not happen! It is not in my control. SO treating me like dirt is not going to do anything for you! However it will help me to practice self control and not "Miss" you vein when it comes time to draw you blood. And for that I am thankful, seeing that self control is an important attribute.
3) I have to say the same thing to adults over and over. I am not talking about my elderly patients who are hard of hearing. I have no problem raising my voice to allow them to hear me! I am talking about middle age, hearing adults. We are not talking about rocket science material here folks. I am simply asking you to follow simple instructions. "The restroom is the second door on your left. Place the sample in the pink bucket on the counter when you are done. then you are free to go." Sound's pretty easy right? (Given that you are in a state to actually produce a sample.) Well I can tell you first hand that this statement will blow your mind when put to the test! Everyday I have multiple people walk the sample right past the pink bucket, through the waiting room and to my desk. "Here is the sample, where do I put it?" Really, you think I am making this up. I am not, I would not joke about something like this. We are talking urine in the waiting room! I don't get it at all. Life must be really hard for these people. This is stuff Launa's 5th graders could master!!! Why then do we have such a problem?
Well I guess that is enough freaking out for now! I need to save some of my issues for a later date! And I think I might feel a little better! But only a little.
Oh wait one last thing. Can anybody tell me why it is so hard to place the pen back in the pen holder? All day long people wave them in my face and hand them back to me. Excuse me but I do not remember handing it to you in the first place. So what makes you think I want it back! See that big pen holder that you got it out of? Here is an idea...Put it back in there!
1) I have the worlds lamest boss. I have no idea what the man does all day long. Other than annoy the heck out of me. He is always walking around looking like he is important. Well here is an idea. DO something to make you important!! He always like to run everything by me. Why? I have no idea. I could not care less that he has decided to change our Coban. Or that he is trying to get us child size masks. And I can see for myself that he got the sign moved. He does not need to tell me in a 15 minute conversation. It is now directly over my head. I will start praying that ceiling gives out and I happen to be under it. Then he can have something to really talk to me about! Please do us all a favor and find a computer to hide behind!!!
2) I take the brunt of the anger from the patients. When I do not have orders from your Dr office it does no good to get mad at me! I simply have the folder for them to place said order in. I understand that they told you they would bring send it to the lab. I don't know how to tell you gently, but they LIED!!! I believe they had every intention of getting it to us. But for what ever reason that did not happen! It is not in my control. SO treating me like dirt is not going to do anything for you! However it will help me to practice self control and not "Miss" you vein when it comes time to draw you blood. And for that I am thankful, seeing that self control is an important attribute.
3) I have to say the same thing to adults over and over. I am not talking about my elderly patients who are hard of hearing. I have no problem raising my voice to allow them to hear me! I am talking about middle age, hearing adults. We are not talking about rocket science material here folks. I am simply asking you to follow simple instructions. "The restroom is the second door on your left. Place the sample in the pink bucket on the counter when you are done. then you are free to go." Sound's pretty easy right? (Given that you are in a state to actually produce a sample.) Well I can tell you first hand that this statement will blow your mind when put to the test! Everyday I have multiple people walk the sample right past the pink bucket, through the waiting room and to my desk. "Here is the sample, where do I put it?" Really, you think I am making this up. I am not, I would not joke about something like this. We are talking urine in the waiting room! I don't get it at all. Life must be really hard for these people. This is stuff Launa's 5th graders could master!!! Why then do we have such a problem?
Well I guess that is enough freaking out for now! I need to save some of my issues for a later date! And I think I might feel a little better! But only a little.
Oh wait one last thing. Can anybody tell me why it is so hard to place the pen back in the pen holder? All day long people wave them in my face and hand them back to me. Excuse me but I do not remember handing it to you in the first place. So what makes you think I want it back! See that big pen holder that you got it out of? Here is an idea...Put it back in there!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Amazed...
So here I am at 2:00 in the morning thinking I really should go to bed. But need to write about my evening while it is still fresh.
Last weekend there was a terrible accident involving the American Fork Marching Band. While coming home from a competition, a bus carrying many students and a teacher crashed. The teacher was Heather Christensen, a woman I have never met. But I look up to her in so many ways. She was on the bus that night because she felt she needed to be. She is a HERO! She stepped in where she was needed and in the process lost her own life. She loved those kids on that bus and did all within her power to keep them safe. She had a passion and followed it! She loved music and her students and left this life having just come from a competition where her kids had swept every caption! Taking home the first place trophy and starting the season off on the right foot! She was loved by her students and they knew she loved them. I think it is so amazing the lives this woman impacted. And will continue to impact as the story of her bravery is still being told.
Tonight was the first Competition since the accident. I was able to go down to BYU tonight and watch. There was somewhat of a somber mood draped over the stadium. I guess that is to be expected. I went to cheer on our Local bands, Sky View, and Mountain Crest. But there was a part of me that wanted to be there to see the American Fork students rise above the tragedy and make their teacher and friend proud.
Going in I had no idea the amount of support that was filling that stadium. There were so many red ribbons pined to shoulders. Coupled with enough red to make you question if the 4th of July was just around the corner.
We were seated next to a very large group of the AF student body. There were kids there from every walk of life. There were your jocks, cheerleaders, leadership, and just your average Joe. I dare say most had NO IDEA what was going on. But they were there to show support. They cheered for EVERY band that played. When AF was ready to take the field this group of kids started to sing the school song. They cheered their little hearts out during the show! They often waited until the rest of the crowd was cheering and would then join in! As if it was their cue that something awesome had just happened! So maybe they had no idea what was going on. Who cares, they were there to show support to their friends during this hard time. Marching Band has somewhat of a bad wrap. Being the weird band geek is not a cool thing outside the band room. I just loved how none of that mattered tonight. They were simply being respected and SUPPORTED by the rest of the school! After the band was done and most of the tears were dried. The band left the field to the sweet sound of their fellow classmates singing "Be Still My Soul." Talk about chills and many more tears fell.
I was reminded tonight that there are so many good kids out there! They will stand up and be there for each other even when they may not see eye to eye, or even like the same things!
Life is good. I hope to keep the reminder I was given tonight with me for a really long time. Life is to short to not help those around us!
Last weekend there was a terrible accident involving the American Fork Marching Band. While coming home from a competition, a bus carrying many students and a teacher crashed. The teacher was Heather Christensen, a woman I have never met. But I look up to her in so many ways. She was on the bus that night because she felt she needed to be. She is a HERO! She stepped in where she was needed and in the process lost her own life. She loved those kids on that bus and did all within her power to keep them safe. She had a passion and followed it! She loved music and her students and left this life having just come from a competition where her kids had swept every caption! Taking home the first place trophy and starting the season off on the right foot! She was loved by her students and they knew she loved them. I think it is so amazing the lives this woman impacted. And will continue to impact as the story of her bravery is still being told.
Tonight was the first Competition since the accident. I was able to go down to BYU tonight and watch. There was somewhat of a somber mood draped over the stadium. I guess that is to be expected. I went to cheer on our Local bands, Sky View, and Mountain Crest. But there was a part of me that wanted to be there to see the American Fork students rise above the tragedy and make their teacher and friend proud.
Going in I had no idea the amount of support that was filling that stadium. There were so many red ribbons pined to shoulders. Coupled with enough red to make you question if the 4th of July was just around the corner.
We were seated next to a very large group of the AF student body. There were kids there from every walk of life. There were your jocks, cheerleaders, leadership, and just your average Joe. I dare say most had NO IDEA what was going on. But they were there to show support. They cheered for EVERY band that played. When AF was ready to take the field this group of kids started to sing the school song. They cheered their little hearts out during the show! They often waited until the rest of the crowd was cheering and would then join in! As if it was their cue that something awesome had just happened! So maybe they had no idea what was going on. Who cares, they were there to show support to their friends during this hard time. Marching Band has somewhat of a bad wrap. Being the weird band geek is not a cool thing outside the band room. I just loved how none of that mattered tonight. They were simply being respected and SUPPORTED by the rest of the school! After the band was done and most of the tears were dried. The band left the field to the sweet sound of their fellow classmates singing "Be Still My Soul." Talk about chills and many more tears fell.
I was reminded tonight that there are so many good kids out there! They will stand up and be there for each other even when they may not see eye to eye, or even like the same things!
Life is good. I hope to keep the reminder I was given tonight with me for a really long time. Life is to short to not help those around us!
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