One of my colleagues, Rebecca, came by last week and I think she could tell that things were a bit rocky. She took a look at my schedule and pointed out that I was working 17 days in a row without a day off. And that needed to change.
She was not wrong!
So she urged me to talk to our physician scheduler and ask for some clinic time off and to see if I could get rid of some of my ER shifts. I didn't know I could do that! She texted me on Monday and asked if I had talked to the scheduler yet. I hadn't had a chance. Then I get a sticky note on my desk from the scheduler saying to come talk to her when I have a chance.
Did Rebecca tell you to talk to me?
Sideline glance, non-committal mumble.
Riiiiiight. Okay.
So we did some tweaking and now I have a few afternoons off, and I took the last 3 days of October off. I still have 15 days in a row of surgical call but, that's the way the cookie crumbles when there is only one other GP-Surgeon in town for the time being.
I started using this app called Headspace. It's a mindfulness app. I know, it's an oxymoron to put those words together, really. But I have found it very useful and have been trying to do 10 minutes of guided meditation (or mindfulness or whatever you want to call it) daily. It's not an airy, breathy woman chanting about crystals. It's a dude talking about observing your thoughts in a very straightforward and concrete way.
Hopefully between the little pockets of protected time off, the commitment to spending some time clearing my head, writing, and scurrying around the forest with the pooch, things will start to look up and become more manageable. No one tells you how to take care of yourself. No one else cares if you disintegrate into tiny drooling shell of a person who watches Price Is Right reruns all day. So I'll start with these baby steps.
She was not wrong!
So she urged me to talk to our physician scheduler and ask for some clinic time off and to see if I could get rid of some of my ER shifts. I didn't know I could do that! She texted me on Monday and asked if I had talked to the scheduler yet. I hadn't had a chance. Then I get a sticky note on my desk from the scheduler saying to come talk to her when I have a chance.
Did Rebecca tell you to talk to me?
Sideline glance, non-committal mumble.
Riiiiiight. Okay.
So we did some tweaking and now I have a few afternoons off, and I took the last 3 days of October off. I still have 15 days in a row of surgical call but, that's the way the cookie crumbles when there is only one other GP-Surgeon in town for the time being.
I started using this app called Headspace. It's a mindfulness app. I know, it's an oxymoron to put those words together, really. But I have found it very useful and have been trying to do 10 minutes of guided meditation (or mindfulness or whatever you want to call it) daily. It's not an airy, breathy woman chanting about crystals. It's a dude talking about observing your thoughts in a very straightforward and concrete way.
Hopefully between the little pockets of protected time off, the commitment to spending some time clearing my head, writing, and scurrying around the forest with the pooch, things will start to look up and become more manageable. No one tells you how to take care of yourself. No one else cares if you disintegrate into tiny drooling shell of a person who watches Price Is Right reruns all day. So I'll start with these baby steps.
