It's a year! I came into this workplace last year, lost and disoriented. Having to start from scratch (at this age) was painful; I spent 6 months floundering in work, trying at best to keep up with my learning and fit into the company's culture. Now, I still work day to night and overwork, but I identify myself with the operations team's aims and efforts to better the care in the ageing community.
Overworked. I'm sure you know, from my reduced frequency in occupying the space here. To this day, I grapple with my weakness in prioritising work. The rate at which work is assigned to me is not exponential where it comes to a standstill at its maximum, but is still increasing. I am a procrastinator; Michael who (one of our managers) has gone through a ligament surgery before like me, empathized with me and emphasised the importance of keeping the hope for recovery alive. Yes, he saw the hope I have diminishing day after day and that soon, I will reach despair. Despite his constant nagging and even cajolement sometimes, procrastination sank in deep in following up with my physiotherapy sessions. LOL. I'm just surprised that he hasn't given up, but what do I know? Managers don't give up easily I guess.
So ya, the most likely reason I can't finish my work is that I procrastinate. Also I choose to blame it on my tuition classes and voluntary work. But of course, still, I want to say my workload is excessively high, presently 5 bosses rule my life. 1 operations manager, 1 real geriatrician boss, and 3 of your boss' geriatrician friends. On top of this, you are your Admin Assistant's IT person, your Clinical Educators' aid in giving suggestions for quality improvement, and your other colleagues' hands and legs whenever they organise events.
Well.. Manager said multi-tasking is the best method to learn more things at one go, and helping everyone especially the geriatricians will get me exposure. Future opportunities may just come knocking on their own. Okay then, there was nothing left except faith in his words, that your doctors are worth the effort, time, blood, sweat, and tears.
Haha! And the ranting begins...
You were attending an in-house training course that day, and while waiting for your colleagues at the office, you were
propping yourself back on a reclining chair in the rest area, when your good doctor passed by. You said hi, and he smiled and
said hi. But your good doctor took a few steps away from you (you were counting the
number of steps he took), decided to turn around, and retrace his steps back to
you. In your mind, you feel that work is definitely nearing you every second. He laughed (out of guilt) while assigning you something more,
"Can you help me do something? I'm stuck at writing the paper for months.
You remember last time I told you about this study I have been
writing up...? Can you help me finish it?" At that instance, when your good doctor, also your big boss, assigned you work
with such humour and humility, you can't possibly say no! I mean, which doctor is so humble to tell you that he's stuck at writing something for months? Lol.
Then you realised that you have to constantly look out for your good doctor, and scampered away at top speed the moment you spot him.
Then you realised that you have to constantly look out for your good doctor, and scampered away at top speed the moment you spot him.
Because your good doctor is very kind to share your help with his
doctor friends, his words were, "Oh ask HJ to help you." Now you have to
start escaping from his friends too, even when you can't walk down the
stairs without holding on to the railing.
Your good doctor's friend asked you to come to his office (where
all doctors' desks are situated in) to prepare you for the upcoming forum, and your good
doctor who saw you meeting with his friend texted you this, "Can you come
to my desk, after my friend?"
And after an hour of listening to his friend's big thoughts and ideas, you sat in for your good doctor's lecture dedicated for his new doctor, because he said he's
not finished and it's good for you to hear it too. Then he introduced you to his new
doctor and told her to look for you if she comes up with any good ideas for a quality improvement research study.
You use Microsoft Access to create a form for him and his friends to enter their diagnosis and treatment plans whenever they tele-consult their patients, and you have to be present in their long
consultations, because you have to be completely certain that they know how to use
the form. In the meantime, he who loves to teach, asked for your opinions on what treatment he should give to his patient and
then teach you how to identify some symptoms and ask you to memorise medical terms.
Then after a while... You realized that...
It doesn't matter whether you are in a meeting or not, or whether
or not you meet a doctor on your way to somewhere. Because you get assigned
more tasks all the same.
The day you came back to work after your solemnization break, Manager came to congratulate you, but her other intent was to assign you a task. Yes, You missed a meeting that week, but during that meeting, it was
decided that you will be the organiser of an event. You were recovering from shock
when you had to be put to the challenge of being the overseer of an upcoming symposium
that your good doctor wants to organise. I'm awfully bad at
telling people to do things, and Manager really hopes that I can overcome my prolonged fear through this experience.
You told your good doctor that you will be more free after
presenting his friend's study at the forum on Friday. And the following Monday morning, after his friend went around telling the doctors you won, you received some msgs from doctors who came forward to congratulate you omg.
Then of course, your good doctor sent you an email with the subject title "Congrats", and his exact words were:
Then of course, your good doctor sent you an email with the subject title "Congrats", and his exact words were:
"Hi HJ, you must be relieved after last week. Congrats! I
have ideas for 3 projects. :)"
Argh, the hidden evilness and 3 arrows beneath that smiley face. In a flash, your
intention of idling away your whole week went down the drain.
Then when you went to his desk, his 3 projects became
6, and you regretted asking him so many questions that sparked him off with
more ideas. His only available slot was during lunch time, and while he was
talking, you were starved, your stomach protesting. But he went on and on, filling your small brain with
his big ideas and ignoring your angry stomach. When his good friends came to
ask him for lunch, he told them it was your fault; you were talking non-stop and in his way to his good lunch when he was the one talking all the time. -_-"
Your good doctor's friend was very different from your good doctor.
While your good doctor is funny and laid-back, his friend is more focused and
industrious. He wanted so much for you to win at the forum; he prepared you to
perform at your best. He painstakingly edited your deck of slides,
discussed the study with you despite how busy he is, anticipating questions
from the judges, and made you practiced the speech in front of him. You met him 5 times in two weeks, an hour each time, and he patiently clarified all your doubts.
He also arranged for you to come to the doctors' meeting to practise presenting in front of them, timed you, and made sure you know your stuff.
He also arranged for you to come to the doctors' meeting to practise presenting in front of them, timed you, and made sure you know your stuff.
Now speaking of the Forum...
That day at the forum, as I explicitly told Evon and all beforehand not to
come and watch me embarrass myself, I didn't realise that Evon has extended
the invitation to everyone in our department, and almost everyone came! I
didn't know that until everyone started
commenting in the group chat after my presentation. LOL.
Right before the start of the competition, Elizabeth saw me
fidgeting away in the seat nearest to the stage, and she came to reassure me!
Haha! That's why I love nurses! :D
Your good doctor's friend apologised and said he might not be able
to reach in time for your presentation, as he has to be one of the judges for the poster presentation just
before that. However, he managed to come after all and right after your presentation,
he texted, "You have made us all proud! ;)" And of course, not
forgetting your whole lovely Geriatrics department who spammed the group chat
with so many heartwarming msgs! The colleagues started teasing me for being so
informal in answering the judges' questions; I was so nervous that I replied to
a question in a way I would reply a friend, "Yea sure, we want to move
forward and do an intervention study!"
First slide. :D
First experience standing in front of few hundreds, it was only natural that my mind was blank by then.
The following day was a Saturday and we had to be present for the award presentation. (Boo, I took a cab from my tuition workplace and back.) I sneaked Simba into the forum, so that he can capture some memorable moments for me. Indeed, I had a shock of my life when it was announced, "First prize goes to HJ from Geriatric Medicine". I went up on stage and flashed my usual silly, awkward smile at the CEO.
All the presenters for first session!
Then all the presenters :D
But look at what Simba did! Then he blamed me for standing at that position, and that I should have foreseen that where at he was seated, he won't be able to take my picture from his angle!
WHATTTT??
WHATTTT??
Haha! But what beats the professional photo, taken by the AH Forum's hired photographers.
Unable to contain his shock any longer, Simba blurted out to me right after the award ceremony, "Omg, did they announce wrongly?" What an encouraging hubby, you think???
He exclaimed that I should have told him that I'm getting the top prize so that his jaw wouldn't have reached the ground when my name was announced. I said I really didn't know!
Anyway, your good doctor's friend told everyone that it was purely your effort, and it had absolutely nothing to do with him. WHAT???
Then he asked you to be the PI for the study, and he would be glad to be a co-investigator. Eh, wait WHATTTT??
Then it occurred to me that it's never about how "good" you are, it's all about how willing your boss is in coaching and nurturing you, giving you the neccessary support and making sure that you know you aren't on your own. You just need a good boss, and everything else will just fall in place. :D My bosses are just too awesome, I secretly like meeting them cos they are super far-sighted and give excellent insights and really being with them is the fastest paced learning ever.
The part about overworked; good doctor is getting an intern for me, and his friend got a medical student for me, after they diagnosed me with stress. The hope of having work-life fit will come forth soon!





























