Goodbye Medical Records; hello Telephone Receptionista Extraordinaire!

Well MR, it was short-lived. Two weeks to be exact. Can't say that I'll miss you or your charts that never seem to be where they belong or standing for 8 hours. So this is it. Our parting of ways. Until we meet again.

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I got offered a new position at work. Praise the Lord. I'm going to be training on the front lines (aka answering phones). Normally, I'm not a phone person. But in a professional sense, I thoroughly enjoy answering phones and helping customers. This is a little humorous because a few months ago I interviewed at a staffing agency and the lady told me that since I didn't like to talk on the phone, socially, that she probably wouldn't be able to find me a job that I would enjoy or be good at. Hey Crazy Lady, look at me now!

I'm pretty excited - partially because now I'll be able to sit down and also because I'm going to get to learn and use my brain. I asked S (the administrator) if there are any books or pamphlets I could read to start familiarizing myself with the position, the company as a whole, and the body (in relation to our practice) since I know almost nothing about all of the above. She was rather impressed and even said, "If more people were like you and wanted to read outside of work, this office would run a lot smoother."

On another note, tomorrow I'm driving to Coos Bay to visit my Chelsey and her new apartment. She's only been gone a week, but it's already a little strange without her here. Chelsey, come back! [Chels, if you're reading this, don't actually come back. You need to stay put and allow the Lord to use you to bless your students, coworkers, neighbors, friends, baristas, landlords, etc. As much as Brook and I miss you, I believe the Lord is going to do some pretty rockin' things through you this year.]

Maybe there's more to it than I realized

Minesweeper might quite possibly be the new of love of my life. I just learned how to play. How, you're asking, did I just learn to play Minesweeper when it's been around since Dinosaurs roamed the earth?

Around this time last week, I was sitting in my living room when I got the notion to play Minesweeper, just for kicks. All of a sudden, I had an epiphany - and the purpose of the game became more clear than a lot of things in life. Less than 24 hours ago, I had no clue as to what the numbers in the little squares meant, yet suddenly I was transformed into a Minesweeper-playing machine. And I was good. Really good. Good enough to win a few times in a row.

This has been happening a lot lately - these revelations of sorts. Today I was at our morning meeting at work, when I finally realized that PCP stands for Primary Care Physician.

I think God doesn't want us to be overwhelmed with information, so He only gives us what we can handle. And He occasionally surprises us with new information. That or I'm just really naive and it takes me a lot longer to learn things than everyone else. But I'll stick with the former and take these blessings as they come my way.

Moving on

Today was my magical second day at OSS. I did what I'm best at: filing. Could this job get any better?

About an hour and a half into my work day (which would only prove to be 2.5 hours since I'd already worked 6.25 at the coffee shop), the official boss (S) called me into her office. After asking me about myself, she said something to the effect of: "I think you are highly overqualified for this position." Me? Overqualified for searching for folders and filing papers? No one has ever thought this highly of my qualifications before. Note the sarcasm.

While I agree with her, I love the idea of working monday through friday and being off no later than 5pm. However, I also am concerned that I may get bored.

So S then asks me if I've ever thought about being a Medical Assistant. Ha! Have I ever thought about being a Medical Assistant? I can barely assist myself with my own medical problems (ie. paper cuts, broken fingernails, etc), how on earth would I be able to assist with staples being removed or veins being injected?

Basically what the Medical Assistant position consists of is bringing the patients to their proper rooms, checking blood pressure, height, weight, asking appropriate questions as to what is ailing the patient and giving the doctor a brief synopsis so that they have some idea what is going on when they see the patient. The MA's also assist with post-op stuff, like handing things to doctors.

After much thought, I'd really like to pursue an MA position, but I'm also willing to do just about anything that doesn't involve making coffee or folding clothes. I'm ready to be challenged and I welcome the opportunity to learn and grow as a person.

So for now I'm just waiting to hear back from OSS as to what they've decided to do with me.