Just a quick post today. See, I'm at work. I'm a Medical Assistant and I float from office to office which I love. The one thing I love about my job is that I'm good at it. I love working up patients. I love to keep my doctors happy. I love learning something new-- which is usually everyday. I like to guess at what's wrong with the patient before the doctor sees them and then have my suspicions validated. More than that, I love to feel like I'm doing something worthwhile. The truth of the matter is that I'm pretty much good at anything that I set my mind to but in this area, I excel. At work, I'm in my element.
It makes me feel very humbled to take care of people. I like that they trust me to care for them and that I can be of assistance when needed or resourceful (if that's what's required). I recall that on my first day of clinical (in Nursing School), I was petrified. I was terrified that I would fall on my face or that some patient would sense my inexperience and refuse to let me assist them. Then, when I met my patient and his wife that day, I felt truly blessed. He was helpless and he relied on me to help him get through his morning. I just remember how honored I felt to be his student nurse for the day. I likened it to the time when Jesus washed his disciples feet. There is no greater honor than to serve and help another in my world. As a matter of fact, I always tell my kids to treat others like they're looking in a mirror. Treat everybody as well as you want them to treat you and treat everybody the same as you treat yourself. That advice has carried me far in life.
Well, lunch time is over so I'm on to my afternoon patients. Have a great day!