I’m
a middle age, work from home, social work, single mom, insomniac, or for short,
“Completely Nuts.” The thing is, morning commutes are the 30 seconds it takes to adjust my bed to the bed-desk of
productivity. Office meetings are audio
only and they are perfect for the attention challenged.
The only down side, and it is a big one, is I am forever
doing paperwork. Weekends, late night, early morning, holidays – all spent in
my delusional belief that someday I will achieve a paperwork Zen. And, with a
fully charged, social-work / raised-Mormon sense of guilt, I tend to take all
questions, concerns and requests as obligatory and a reflection on my character.
In the health field, measurable data is like a gold
mine. You know the pain scale? The one
with the happy face all the way down to the almost crying face? Disregard for a
moment that it is completely subjective how someone rates pain, and assign each
face to a number. Ta da – you can keep
the statisticians happy for a very long time. And, with the total amount of data
we collect, we could easily occupy the attention of a full platoon of
statisticians sequestered on an aircraft carrier for at least ten years.
For me, this means not only do I get to ask the patient
stupid questions, (As it turns out about 3 hours of stupid questions. It is as pleasant as you imagine it would
be.) I get to input the answers to the stupid questions (another 5 hours)
leaving exactly no time left to work on finding solutions for all the measurable
problems I uncovered.
Adding to the chaos is the Alphabet Soup of
services. “Oh yep, THAT benefit ended in
January but we have a new program with a new name. Although we have changed the
demographic we focus on so you might want to try this other group.” (Who won’t
address the issues either but will suggest another program, until half the day
is gone.) I bet you can’t guess what agency is, hands down, the worst to work
through. The Federal Government. HUD is a good example (Housing and Urban
Development.) They probably have a million different programs (I’ve counted)
that get HUD funds but which one do I contact for emergency housing? Apparently,
not any of these listed on HUD’s web site.
So what gets sacrificed? Besides my sanity? The Blog! If
you’ve noticed a decline in post frequency, it isn’t from a lack of interest. It is from my grey matter self-destructing at
around 3am.
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