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That week at work!

stress, patients, blessed, thankful,What a week at work! My week at work was filled with a variety of sick people. On the first day it started with a young child with epilepsy. He had about 7 seizures in the few hours that we were busy with him. Another patient had a hole in his throat. There was also an old lady who really struggled to walk and was in severe pain. Another one was vomiting the whole day in spite of various medicine to stop it. Did I mention the man on the wheelchair who cannot move or help himself. All of the patients (except one child) had cancer. And everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Continue reading That week at work!

Leaving work at work

leaving work at work, stress, pressureThere is value in keeping work at work when leaving for home. I am very fortunate not to take any work home, but what I didn’t realize is that I take the pressure and stress home.

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Time out

 

Blog Time out facebookWhat is time out?

When you have children, the first meaning that comes to your mind might be “A brief period of time during which a misbehaving child is put on their own so that they can regain control over their emotions” (Oxford Dictionary).

For sport fanatics it can be “A brief break in play in a game or sport”.

When working on an old computer with slow internet you might think about “A cancellation or cessation that automatically occurs when a predefined interval of time has passed without a certain event occurring.”

All of these definitions can be found in the Oxford Dictionary.  The time out I want to talk about is the following one: “Time for rest or recreation away from one’s usual work or studies”.

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Why I started to blog

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If you read about me, you know that I always loved to write.  I just never made time in the everyday rush between work and home.

I recently realized time is running by, second by second.  It is waiting for no one.  Whether we dream or not, live or survive…tick…tock…tick…tock.

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