Yesterday I did my monthly afternoon working for the county family planning clinic. Very busy, very fun in a seat-of-the-pants sort of way. All the more so as we linked it to the STD clinic last month. Yesterday I was scheduled every 15 minutes. There were 6 patients scheduled for the 1pm slot. One of the nurses working with me (usually I have 2-3 nurses running with me) was horrified. She is new. She was worried about the schedule. She will learn. Sort of like parenting. So, we ran, laughed, helped people get what they needed, went through many a speculum and culture swab, dispensed contraceptives of various nature and kind, and educated until our tongues were stretched to our knees. We were always horribly late, but not as late as we should have been. One of the things I love most about that clinic is that is is so collaborative and there is always a way to get something done. That and the people are just so damn funny. Wipes you out, though. Went home, kissed the kids and got them to bed and crashed myself. That is until 1 am.
OOOOOooooooooDONE! SLEEPING! MOMMY!
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