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cows were had The OA had a cow first thing this morning. My boss told me that she would have a lot of work for the NR to do this morning, and gave me a strange look. I wasn't sure what that was about at the time, but I found out pretty quickly when I ran into the OA and she started ranting. I guess the docs had pulled lots of files late last night and left them on her desk with notes of what needed to be done for each file. And she started having a hissy fit. Now, when I have a lot of work dumped on me, I'm not a happy camper--most especially when it was needed like yesterday and this was known ahead of time, but no one bothered to let me know until the last minute. But that's my job. To do things that my boss needs done. And I don't throw a fit because I now have more work to do. Added to that, she had given the NR some patient charts to file yesterday, but before that, I had given her a large project that took her most of the day to do. The OA didn't tell her she needed to have them filed by the end of the day, and why she needed to have them filed right away, I'm not sure. So, the NR was going to do them this morning. My boss' wife had also given her a stack of things to file, and she was going to do them all at once--which is what I would have done. But anyway. The OA starts going on and on about how she didn't file the charts and she needed them done right away, and they were still there this morning, so now SHE has to file them. And she's in so much pain, and on and on, and on. I told her to let the NR help her out, but she was resistant to that idea. I told her that I'd given the NR a large project yesterday, and that I was sorry she didn't have time to get to the filing, but she could be doing it now. There was no calming her down. So I just shrugged and went around the corner, where the NR was looking at me expectantly. She told me that if she had known it needed to be done yesterday, she would have stayed late, and I told her not to worry about it. That she hadn't told her and she can't read her mind. I should have suggested that she ask her next time one of us gives her something to do when it needs to be done by so she can know and plan accordingly. I will have to do that. I then let her know that the phones weren't forwarded last night. That my boss had come back to the office and found out, and that there weren't any missed calls. But that it was important to make sure the phones were forwarded before leaving. Goodness knows I've forgotten. Not a big deal. Awhile later, she came into my office and said that she didn't know what to do. I told her to close the door, and we chatted for a bit. I suggested that she ask her if she could help, but not to feel badly. I told her I would have waited as well, and that if it needed to have been done right then, the OA should have made that clear to her. I told her that she often rants about little things, and not to take it personally. So she went out and offered her help, and the OA gave her a little bit to do. I asked her later if she felt better, and she said that she did. And I told her again that the OA didn't mean anything personal about it and that she just needs to make her needs clear. I then went and talked to the OA, who continued to go on and on about how much work she had and how it wasn't right that they had just dumped it on her, and on and on and on. I asked her if it was something the NR could help her with, and at first, she said no. But then as she was going through all that she had to do, some of the things were "Make copies of this chart and mail to..." and I told her, "That sounds like something the NR can help you with. Why don't you give that to her?" And she did. And by 12n everything was taken care of. At lunch, I told her that we needed to learn to let things go and give them to the NR to do. That we don't need to continue to try to do everything--that we have help. I told her I was having a difficult time doing this myself, but that I needed to start making a conscious effort and to make my needs clear. She agreed. What a fun morning that was! I wonder if she has any idea of just how toxic she can be. I see no reason why those charts needed to be filed by end of day yesterday. It would have taken the NR all of 15 minutes to put them in the file cabinet this morning. I think oftentimes, the OA just likes to have something to complain about. She likes to complain about how much work she has to do and how little time she has to do it because it makes her feel important...needed. She was in such a tizzy to get someone in here full time to help her out, but she hasn't given her barely anything to do. "Oh, I need to do that." Well, surely you don't need to do *everything*. What was the point in getting a full time helper in here if we only have enough stuff for her to do part time? Grr. SO, Flagstaff was very nice. It snowed upon arrival there, which I was super excited about. It was just a light slushy snow, and it didn't last long at all. After we brought our stuff into the hotel, we left for dinner and raspberry beer. Came back to the hotel afterwards, and I fell asleep almost immediately. We woke up early in the morning, but managed to fall back asleep until 12n. And I woke up grumpy. I think partly because I slept so long and because we'd just wasted half our day in Flag. But it wouldn't have mattered much if we were up early but exhausted by noon. We went to breakfast at our favorite breakfast place, and then went walking around and went into a ceramic shop/studio (they rent out wheel time!!) and found a funky little gift shop where I found the most beautiful crochetted scarf done in a million different colors. I fell in love with it, and after I decided to purchase it, the owner told me it was 50% off. I got it for $9. :) We chatted with her for awhile. She makes all the candles in her shop and was in the process of making some funky little journals out of scrap paper. They were neat. We also chatted with the women in the ceramic shop too. We drove around and ended up at the mall for a bit, and then went back to the hotel for a nap, as we were both exhausted. I think the altitude was really affecting me this trip--I haven't felt like that in quite awhile. Plus, I wasn't breathing well, so I think that had something to do with it. That night, we went back to the brewery for some fondue, hummus, and half a burger and some more raspberry beer. Back at the hotel, we tried to fool around for the first time in quite some time, and it was still painful and I ended up in tears. As much as I love the Nuvaring, I'm starting to believe that this isn't a temporary thing for me and that I'm going to have to switch to something else. Because while the almost no cramps, and the much shorter and lighter periods are great, this no sex thing isn't going to work for either of us. All of these old worthlessness/broken feelings have come back from the last time this happened with my ex, and it hasn't been fun. Artboy has truly been sweet and patient about the entire thing, and has been the more positive person about all this. Me--not so much. Because I have been down this road before, although the reasons aren't the same. And while I didn't care that my ex and I weren't having sex, I do this time, which makes it so much worse. We got a late check out on Sunday, went to lunch and walked around downtown for a bit, before driving back, taking the long way home. It was a lovely trip, although I was absolutely exhausted when we made it back. Was watching Cast Away with ARtboy and his brother, and wasn't sure if I was going to make it through the entire movie. Artboy and I had an argument last night about moving trucks, of all things. We both decided that we are both stressed out about the move, and then I'm upset about the other stuff. We were able to talk it out and it didn't get heated at all. We argue very well, and are both careful about not saying something that will hurt the other's feelings. |