Work is CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY. Just when I think I'm getting ahead, I discover a handful of things that I'm behind on.
As I was venting to mom tonight, who has had an equally stressful few weeks with her own job, I shared that I really think I have the single worst OT job in the U.S. right now... haha. Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but I really think I definitely have the worst OT job in my company. I don't see any other therapists busting their butt as much as me, with as large of a caseload and as many documents due. I don't see any other therapist dragging a laptop with them to every patient room, "trying" to make the most of every moment (when in actuality I probably lose more time between dying batteries and software errors). That is because I'm one of 2 OTRs who are serving two humongous caseloads and supervising 6 COTAs.
The thing that I really still can't get over, is that this company ACTUALLY thinks I would be able to do this job in 8 hours. I am an hourly employee, it's technically illegal for me to work "off the clock" -- but impossible to avoid it when you genuinely want to get all this work done. I've "officially" clocked about 20 hours between the last two days... but unofficially, I have actually been at work about 23 hours between today and yesterday, not including lunch. And just forget about productivity... I'm barely just getting the work completed!
Thank GOD I'm not stuck in an office or having to do all of these things remotely-- being able to share with patients the progress they've made, and collaborate on setting new goals, and encourage them through a difficult one, is pretty dang rewarding. Rushed as it is, but still fun for me. I wish I got to follow up with patients more than I get to, but such is the life of being a paper pusher. At least I'm a really nice and fun and happy paper pusher-- or so my once-every-two-weeks patients tell me!
Tomorrow is another 6am paperwork day... which, I'm sure by the time my first scheduled patient treatment rolls around at 7:00, I probably STILL won't have my 7 unfinished visit notes logged from Monday... or my G-code documents from last Friday... or my expense reports for the last 3 weeks. Oh hell...
Still, there is something invigorating about walking out my front door at 5:30 in the morning and thinking "Screw all you lazy bastards still asleep in your beds... I'm gonna kill this today and be home before the sun goes down!" But then by about 4:00, when I realize I still have hours of work left to do, that feeling is long gone... and I long for a new one...
The feeling of my head hitting the pillow.
That, and not wearing pants.
Because it just feels sooooooo good when I stop...
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