I’ve been going through an adjustment the past month or so, some changes in the office that have required me to take a LOT of work home with me. Instead of sitting up at 1am thinking of good blog topics, I’m typing away, bleary eyed, preparing for patients the following day.
The last few days, something occurred to me.
I feel like I can breathe again…..
It’s what happens when you don’t have a choice but to tackle the obstacle in your path. You adapt whether you want to or not. Things find a way to settle in, and you get used to it.
Not that I love the extra time I’m spending….. but at least it’s not overwhelming anymore.
And then I think about what I do in a day, in a week…geez, it’s a lot!
Get up early, shower and get ready for work before I force the two youngest out of bed to get dressed, fed, and out the door to school. We leave by 7:30, which still causes some internal crying and gnashing of teeth, but I act like I love it.
Drop kids off, and depending on the day I may go to the office, or a facility to see patients. Or I may stay at school for an hour and help with a project before rushing off to work. Driving usually to 2 places, timing myself down to the last second so I see enough patients yet get out in time to pick up the kids after school.
Multiple phone calls to different facilities, patients families, my own personal business as I’m driving….
Getting homes means homework with the 1st grader, reading with the preschooler, dinner, cleaning up, all the household stuff like pesky laundry that can’t figure out how to wash itself…..
millions of little things like stop at post office to mail the rental contract that I just co-signed so the oldest can rent a house with some friends at college next year. And not worry at all about my credit being ruined if no one decides to pay……. Call the insurance company about some missing social security number, email the teachers to coordinate time to come in and paint with the kids for the school project that’s due next month…….
And then after kids are in bed, I can get started on my own “homework”, reviewing prescriptions refill requests, and loading patient data for the next day. Maybe having some tea and cookie. Or six. Going to bed around 1:30am, trying to stay awake to read ’til 2…..
Does it sound terrible?
Honestly, I know I’m not unique at all in my busy life. Most of us are juggling all day long, right?
But I don’t know what I’d really change right now. Overall, I’m happy. I’m lucky to have my kids, my home, my job (s), even though I think waking up early is crap, I just count down to the weekends, and summer…..and look forward to being 76, because surely by then I will be sleeping in every single glorious day.
So for now, I will post when I get time to breathe, usually at odd hours when I’m sitting quietly in my home and world is asleep all around me. Also, because as everyone knows, Twix and snickers are magically calorie free during the hours of 12-2am.
Wow! You’ve got so much on your plate right now, busy lady. You go to bed at 2 and then wake up at what – 6? I can’t imagine how you get through a full day like that with such little sleep. My inner therapist is itching to ask you when you take a break for self-care…
lol, I get up at 6:26, I’ve timed it to the latest moment I can give myself. And, on some Saturdays, I have a delicious couple hours where I can get the kids to take a late nap while I read my kindle or snooze next to them. I think about the possibility of those 2 hours all week……