Working days are long and the body is still trying to adjust to standing on my feet.
Twelve hour shifts two days in a row with a ½ hr lunch break between the two. I literally stand on my feet for 11 ½ hrs and at times it does take its toll.
My schedule is 12 hrs Thurs-Fri, at the other place, 7-8hrs at the clinic on Saturdays and 7-8 hrs at the other place on Sunday. Yes, I still refer to the other place as the other place.
October marks four months and it’s still not comfortable and that’s ok.
I do respect the husband and wife team who are my bosses.
TREMENDOUS respect for them.
Each has their unique style of practicing and the care of the clients (animals) and commitment is there. The husband has been especially kind to me in regards to my struggles with San Juan’s math course.
During down times/crazy times, he’ll place a math problem on the board and we’ll work as a team with other co-workers to figure it out.
I appreciate it.
It’s unusual for me to receive help and whether it’s my own doing as to why it’s voided in my life or the way of the universe-who knows-it is appreciated.
I’m not sure about taking pictures/recording memories there. Obviously, permission is necessary and I’m not comfortable asking for it.
Maybe it’s time to start approaching experiences in a different manner.
Maybe I should just ask the bosses if it’s ok.
Anyway…I will slip in a pix. My second catheter. Clean and to the point.