Invisible

March 24, 2010
Wednesday, 10:27 P.M.
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I spent the day feeling invisible. For eight hours I worked at my usual station; Nursing Admin Office, outside the offices of three associate directors of nursing. In the center of the arena I type, make appointments, create forms, set up interviews, devise schedules, field phone calls, print up and copy labs, distribute mail, verify invoices, requisition supplies, place orders, do inventories, deal with the Dept. of Health, maintain payroll information, monitor staffing hours, update procedure and policy manuals, etc., etc.

Not for a moment today, did I get a chance to stop and catch my breath. In six months at this position, I have taken a lunch break four times. Granted, that is my own fault, but the point of this story is that work hard, I work conscientiously, and I take pride in what I do. I also take pride in acknowledging the people around me, no matter how busy I may be, even if it's only a quick hello. And you know what? I am so tired tonight that this is going to end right here. Maybe I'll continue the story tomorrow or maybe it won't even matter that much by then.