The past weeks were madness! So much work to do! There is so much to write about, but I don’t feel like writing any of it.
Outfield was outfield. We didn’t get much sleep, but that’s normal. There’s more to come in the weeks ahead. The only good thing about outfield is that it is a good break from the hustle and bustle of the medical centre. Not hearing your phone ring for a few days is also refreshing. Nobody to bug me with ‘Hello? Who is the medic tomorrow?’
There are too many last minute things to settle. Then there’s plenty of chicken shit, menial and meaningless tasks that get in the way of my work. They are little assassins popping out of no where to kill me.
I still have to settle the AHM 2008 logistics for my medical side, which is not good because it is next week!
Then there are audits to prepare for, stores to indent, documents to update, trainings to conduct, meetings to attend.. It doesn’t help when no one else has a sense of urgency nor the willingless to help. I still have to deal with insolent imp infirmarians who always try to escape duties. I hate these malingerers. Life would be so much better if there weren’t so many of them.
Right now we are cleaning the shit of ORD personnel who didn’t clean up theirs. Massive damage control with little time. Why can’t people do their share of the work? Argh!