Thanksgiving month, days 21-22
Nov. 24th, 2011 09:57 pm(Crossposted from Google+)
Thanksgiving month, day 21:
I am thankful for my job.
Not only does it enable me to earn a living (or at least make a substantial contribution to the household income), it's meaningful, constructive work that actually accomplishes something. Because of what I do, people are able to walk better, move more freely without pain, get back to work after surgery, play sports without continually re-injuring a weak joint, and live independently longer. Nearly everyone I work with expresses appreciation at some point, either to me or about me to my boss.
I have very pleasant working conditions. My boss and my only other co-worker are upbeat and reliable. My patients are pretty nice people, despite the fact that they're often in pain or other forms of distress. My workplace is clean and comfortable. I don't have to wear makeup, short skirts, pantyhose, or high heels. I don't work with hazardous chemicals (I do occasionally have potential infectious-hazard contact, but I have appropriate protective equipment for that). I don't get harassed by my co-workers or my patients. I work reasonable hours for reasonable pay. Although I don't get benefits, my spouse does, so I don't suffer from not having health insurance or retirement. My commute is short and traffic is seldom bad, though occasionally I get stuck at a railroad crossing for a while.
My job also gives me a close look at what some of my patients have to deal with: harsh bosses, labor law and ADA violations, long hours, dangerous conditions, poor ergonomics, low pay, lack of health insurance, dress requirements that actually endanger their health or make their disabilities worse, and worst of all, unemployment.
Thank you, Tess Vaughn, DPT, for hiring me, and thank you, Diana Carman PT, for recommending me to her. Thanks, Athens Tech, for the degree. Thanks, patients, patients' families, referring doctors, and our very understanding and helpful landlord.
Thanksgiving month, day 22:
I am thankful for people who will put up with me when I'm angry, or grieving, or depressed, or stunned by bad news. It helps. It helps a lot.
Thanks, all of you. I hope the times when I'm not down can help make up for it.
Thanksgiving month, day 21:
I am thankful for my job.
Not only does it enable me to earn a living (or at least make a substantial contribution to the household income), it's meaningful, constructive work that actually accomplishes something. Because of what I do, people are able to walk better, move more freely without pain, get back to work after surgery, play sports without continually re-injuring a weak joint, and live independently longer. Nearly everyone I work with expresses appreciation at some point, either to me or about me to my boss.
I have very pleasant working conditions. My boss and my only other co-worker are upbeat and reliable. My patients are pretty nice people, despite the fact that they're often in pain or other forms of distress. My workplace is clean and comfortable. I don't have to wear makeup, short skirts, pantyhose, or high heels. I don't work with hazardous chemicals (I do occasionally have potential infectious-hazard contact, but I have appropriate protective equipment for that). I don't get harassed by my co-workers or my patients. I work reasonable hours for reasonable pay. Although I don't get benefits, my spouse does, so I don't suffer from not having health insurance or retirement. My commute is short and traffic is seldom bad, though occasionally I get stuck at a railroad crossing for a while.
My job also gives me a close look at what some of my patients have to deal with: harsh bosses, labor law and ADA violations, long hours, dangerous conditions, poor ergonomics, low pay, lack of health insurance, dress requirements that actually endanger their health or make their disabilities worse, and worst of all, unemployment.
Thank you, Tess Vaughn, DPT, for hiring me, and thank you, Diana Carman PT, for recommending me to her. Thanks, Athens Tech, for the degree. Thanks, patients, patients' families, referring doctors, and our very understanding and helpful landlord.
Thanksgiving month, day 22:
I am thankful for people who will put up with me when I'm angry, or grieving, or depressed, or stunned by bad news. It helps. It helps a lot.
Thanks, all of you. I hope the times when I'm not down can help make up for it.