January 24, 2009

• Siberian Saturday

  Holy Moly, it's cold outside!  I wanted to title this with something cold that started with an S, to go with Saturday, but when I asked Nate for an S word for cold he said Sucks *L*  It's not a sucky Saturday, so not using that one 

  I went to my former office yesterday and worked for about 4 hrs.  Talked to my former boss, let's just call him John, (since that's his name  ) about what he's going to do now that I'll be working somewhere else.  I have been going in at least once a week since I've been laid off, doing payroll (2-3 guys) and billings and whatever needed done.  So I proposed that I keep coming in and doing those things until he's ready to hire someone or close the business, and in that way I can pay him back for the insurance he's kept up for me during this jobless time of my life.  He had paid for March thru July and then told me I could work 20 hrs a month to continue to pay for it, but I have taken one paycheck a month to supplement the unemployment, so still owe him the insurance.  I think he agreed, not ever sure with him *L*  I just didn't want him to think I was going to screw him out of the insurance since he has always treated me very well and you know he did not have to keep me insured all this time without me working. 

  I went to dinner with my sister, Wendy, and Ashley & Ava last night.  We were of course talking about the new job and my sister said that she was thinking the other day how much my life has been changing lately.  It's just like me, never doing anything halfway, that not just one thing has changed, but everything.  She told me that she finds it exciting to be on the outside looking in and seeing all these good changes coming to me and she can't wait to see what happens next.  It surprised me because my sister can be a little ditzy and completely in her own world, so when she makes an observation that even I didn't realize, it's kinda cool.

  She is 45.  She's been having some trouble for about 2 years now, with numbness and tingling in her arm and now in her leg...she sometimes has trouble walking.  We thought maybe she had a stroke, since the blocked arteries are definitely a family affair, but she was diagnosed with MS.  The second opinion was given yesterday, she does have MS and probably has had it since the 80's but is just now seeing symptoms.  She was taking it pretty well last night.  Me, I just wanted to cry and pound my fists on something.  She's probably already done that.

  We have a dear friend, Patti, who went to school with Wendy from grade school on.  She is so close to us that we've always thought of her as our sister and our kids have never known her by anything but Aunt Patti.  She has been struggling with MS since her early 30's, like 15 yrs now.  I have watched Patti go from vibrant and active to struggling with little every day things, even getting out of bed some mornings is more than she can manage.  It's heartbreaking, but we are all there for one another and will all be there for Wendy when this thing progresses. 

  What is life without a little struggle, huh?

  I didn't mean for this entry to become melancholy, so I'm changing the subject. 

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  John (not former boss, the other John *L*)  will be home from S. Carolina this evening and has asked if he can see me when he gets here.  I find it....encouraging?  that he will be on the road for at least 11 hrs and wants to end the evening by seeing me, even though I have graciously declined his offer of a "friends with benefits" non-relationship.  It really would be nice to have someone in my life again, even if it's just a friendship type of thing.  I spend way too much time alone, as does he.  I guess we'll see what happens.

  A lady from the hospital called me yesterday to fill me in on what my schedule is going to be like for training.  I'll be at one of the hospitals at 7 AM most mornings, and then some mornings I'll be at one hospital for 1/2 a day and then the hospital I'm actually going to be working at the other half.  There is a "uniform" of sorts...Black pants, black turtleneck or mock turtleneck or a blouse, with a collar, solid color - no stripes or patterns.  You can wear a sweater or vest, black, no hood.  So I have to go through my clothes and see if I have anything that complies. I have a ton of blouses, but most have some kind of stripe or pattern...so...might be shopping this weekend.   I don't do turtlenecks, can't stand even a short necklace around my neck.  Goes back to my fear of zipties I think.  Hehehehe

  Some of you asked what this job entails....here is the description as posted on the job board:

  Hmmm...it won't copy & paste.  So, it's Patient Access Representative - Bed Control.  It's basically admitting, assigning patients to beds on the correct floors/wards per their diagnoses, doing bed census so they always know how many people are in the beds at all times, and I don't know what all else.  I'm hoping a lot more else, otherwise I'm gonna be bored to death....I can't imagine there's ever a big rush for beds at any one time, unless we get hit with a plague or something     I really don't care what the job is, I needed a foot in the door and God has provided this...now there is a ton of opportunity to grow and move within the system, they own 5 hospitals in this area and are buying up more, so I can go anywhere, do anything, just by taking this one job.  Pretty exciting from where I'm sitting!

  Ok, gotta go get some things done...You kids enjoy your day, you know I will!!  

   

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