The plan is to have doctors entering their own orders into the computer by 2005.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAA-AA!! *deep breath* AHAHAHAHAHA-AAAAAAA!!
Sure, honey. *pets hospital administrator gently* That'll happen.
Been thinking a lot lately about the choices that have led me here. Perhaps oncology wasn't a great idea. I don't know. On the one hand, I do deal with dying patients and their families, as I want to so that I can go into hospice eventually. On the other, however, the sheer crazy pace of hospital work makes it difficult to really spend quality time talking with these people. Also, I find myself hardening my heart a little to them, deliberately turning away from the connection I feel between us and know I can nurture to help them, soley because I have to... can't take the time, have to do 29579865 other things and then chart. And on the third hand? I hate hospital work. It sucks. So.
On the flip-side, I actually wrote five words today! Woo-hoo! Maybe I'll get that up to ten or twelve before bed, who knows? I have high hopes.
So, mickeym's the only one with any nasty slinky stories about JC? For shame, y'all. I know you can do better than that.
It's because I only use one icon, isn't it?