2008? No 2007.

So I forgot my password. And I went through the whole process that blogger has to reset it. I managed to lock myself out for a minute. oops. That is NOT a short process to fix the password. But I learned something. The URL for my blog is www.marinewife20080113.blogspot.com. OKAY BRILLIANT! I got married in 2007. THAT is why I don't use numbers. So for the record- my anniversary is January 13, 2007!! Aye.... Maybe it just feels like I've only been married that long. I never see my husband. In fact, sometimes I don't even recognize him. It makes me wanna cry. Its not that I don't recognize him, but to me it feels that sometimes he is just a picture on the computer. Even when I webcammed with him the other day. It was hard to recognize this man. I am SERIOUSLY looking forward to some alone time to get to know each other again.
I never intended for this to be a blog about work or rehab. It just happens to be the most exciting thing in my life. Sooooooo Here it is... My memorial day at work- yuck

So this patient comes in. She had been on vacation so her treatment that she had been taking home she thought was done. She checks in, and pays her late fees (welcome to the end of the month!) and proceeds to get in line. But it pops up that she couldn't medicate. Okay, I didn't think anything of it. She tells the nurse "I only had X to take home" and after a lot of research, some calls to the nurses and the counselor, it was decided she was given X+1 to take home. A lot of drama ensues. Some of her anger "I've NEVER gone a day without dosing you better not do this to me!" A call to her husband- so she could prove that she only got X doses. "My husband only counted X amount of bottles." Oh really? Finally the nurse brings me the record of how many were brought home the day she left and asks me to find her. So I looked through the paper. And SURE ENOUGH X+1 to go with her! I bring the list back to the nurse who then asks me to go tell the patient the bad news- she was outside. So I head out there, afraid of whats gonna come. I show her the paper and say "this is what this tells me, you got X+1 to take with you and then you got one when you were in the clinic that day. So you aren't due back until tomorrow." No shit, I got this response "SOMEONE MUST HAVE STOLEN IT THEN BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE IT!" Hahahahaha seriously? I'm not stupid. I tell her that I'm sorry there is nothing we can do. Not EVEN 5 minutes later I get a call "Oh, my husband just called me and he found the extra bottle." Yea sure. Uh huh! I just about died laughing.

About the "I'm not a damn secretary post" to my CW girls. This nurse that I work with today. She seems to think that my job description is slave. I'm constantly being asked to "get this paperwork ready for me" "Get this person on the phone" "oh tell this patient this" Okay lady- I'VE HAD IT! Its your job to do your paperwork. If YOU have an issue with a patient YOU call their counselor. Not me- YOU!! If I have a problem I call the counselor. See how that works? No one else in the office makes me do their stuff. They ask. Even the director apologizes if she has me fax something. But not the nurse... Okay done with that.

I do like my job. I really do. I kinda find it fun sometimes. But I would like to break away from that. I'd like to be able to share life details sometimes. I will- eventually....