Like many of you, I feel isolated right now. There’s a deadly virus wreaking havoc on our lives, plans, schedules, jobs, economy, and health. It is unprecedented. It is anxiety inducing. We are afraid. We used to talk about fear in different ways. I’d say that I had FOMO or Fear of Missing Out, that…
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Legacy
“Kelly, what will your legacy be?” That question as posed to me recently at work. We had a department-wide meeting during which we made a “legacy quilt”. We were each charged to write a sentence on a square of decorative paper which would be knit together to form a paper quilt of quotes and desires.…
Feeling Seen at Christmas
I got my holiday schedule and noticed the plethora of days on which I had been scheduled to work. Including the entire week of Christmas. Sigh. I was initially grumpy and worried that it would be a hard week. I’d be alone in my house. Alone on Christmas. (Play violin music here). But several factors…
Hospitals Don’t Get Holidays
To celebrate Christmas this year, I am wearing scrubs with a festive vest overtop and snowflake hair flair. This year I’m celebrating a working Christmas. I will be at the hospital performing evals, doing therapy, facilitating discharge processes and providing tiny snuggles. (And helping to make this little rehab patient!) I must admit, I was…
A Pound of Life
Most of the patients I work with have negative ages. They are premature, born months before they were “supposed” to be. Thrust from the safe, warm, dark, cozy wombs, they are ill-prepared for the world. Developmentally, I must think of them and work on skills that are fitting for a baby at 6-9 months gestational…
Bon Voyage!
Friday was an emotional day. It was my last day at work. I’ve been at that hospital for six years and even though I’m moving to another team just a floor away, it feels like farther. It feels like the end of an era. It feels final. My team sent me off in style with…
Ch…ch…Changes!
Now that everyone has that song in their heads… I have an announcement to make! No, I’m not pregnant. No, I’m not engaged. No, I’m not moving. Now that we’ve gotten those out of the way, I want to tell you about a journey I’ve been on for many months. I knew last year about…