All in a Days Work

A person who loves his job doesn't ever goes to work. Or so they say. I wish it's true. I guess its true. As for me it's too early to say, but I do know what's going to work to a job that you hate feels like.

I'll skip on the details of why and how I went for it, rest assured it was more of a necessity than anything else. And it was pure torture. Every time the alarm rings my first thought was do I have a fever and should I call sick? Hence my hypochondriac self was in full overdrive. That's saying something considering I am healthy as a horse for as long as I can remember. And on time that I did actually came to work I counted the hours until my freedom. That was until the following day where it begins all over again. Damn the necessity I lasted 6 months.

Now, thank goodness, in some way or another I am on the other side of the coin. Where I look forward to everyday and the next, and the next. It is actually refreshing to come out of work and finding yourself smiling as you go home. That even if I am beat tired I still want to wake up early than the alarm and do it all over again.

Where I am right now open myself to many things. And I learnt that the universe has a "funny way" of making you confront your weakness.

Example, my kryptonite or rather my Achilles heels are frail, sick, old men. Always. Hands down this sight is just enough to break me down. So as early as first year in nursing I knew that I will steer away from geriatric. But guess what, where was I first had my experience? Yep! A nursing home.

One of the formed personality image I constructed for myself is that I am not one who is meant to be confined inside an office. I need people. I need interaction. I need patients not clients. This has been my conviction since I was in 4th grade. Yet out of nowhere, I was asked to be the hospital's transport assessor. Doing the exact job I said I will never do. And viola, suddenly I found myself sitting in front of a computer inside an office.

Now after another shift of things I am in my happy place. Where I am excited, happy and learning everyday. Sure there are stressors and downsides but as whole the scale is tipping on the good end. And what a feeling in doing what you love! Suddenly the work becomes passion and the workplace becomes an extended home and workmates becomes extended family, and finally, patients becomes friends.

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