Now I’ve been back to work for two days.  It was not a difficult return since I am no longer seeing patients and am very happy in my new position as Queen of Patience.  That is a real laugh since, as I believe I’ve explained before, patience is not my strongest suit.  However, faced with six people who are beating their heads against the table after 5 hours x two days of being dragged through the point-of-care computer program with me as the teacher, all of whom have deteriorated from intelligent health professionals into blathering idiots with still two days to go, I have found I am St. Mary, gentle of heart and paragon of patience world without end amen.   It was really quite sweet – when I had them send me an email to make sure they understood the work email address list (and introduce them to the unbearably slow email program…) their emails were very sweet – already thanking me and saying nice things about – my patience.

If any of my kids are reading this, and Al after watching me at the airport, you can probably hear them laughing from across the country or wherever you are.  At any rate, it’s nice to come back to this job and it’s the first time in many years I’ve not dreaded returning to work.  The end of the week finds me putting on another hat and going out with the marketer again to speak to caregivers at an assisted living facility.  How did I get here?  I will never know.  But here I am, and it feels damn good.