Welcome back to my weekend reflections, where I dive into the highs and lows of my workweek!
High: It was a good weekend! Busy, but not so crazy that I couldn’t manage my workload. I think part of the reason I don’t feel like the sky is falling every five seconds is because I know myself. I know I have the most energy between 10 a.m. and 1 p.m., and that knocking out my most difficult case first gives me momentum. It’s taken trial and error to figure out what works and what doesn’t, but once you know, you’re able to manage your day, your energy, and your emotions so much better.
Also, we ordered food from a local restaurant, and it was so good! The lavender vanilla coffee was to die for.
Low: I have a coworker who has been neglecting her hospice consults. When I say neglecting, I mean she’s fully aware a hospice consult is in place but refuses to address it, saying things like, “I’m too busy,” or “This is a Monday problem.” It’s been happening for a while, but I only started tracking the pattern this past month. What used to feel like a one-off has now become every weekend. It’s gotten to the point where two of our hospice patients died without her even attempting to meet with their families to discuss hospice.
I debated with myself for a long time and kept quiet, but eventually I realized nothing is going to change. I’m not her manager, and I’m definitely not God, but I do have enough evidence to hand over to my manager and let her decide whether or not to address it.
It’s one thing if you truly don’t know a consult is in place. It’s another to purposely ignore it and act like it isn’t a priority. I can’t carry that on my conscience. I don’t want to live with the thought that I could have made things a little easier for a patient in their final moments, and I chose not to. That would eat me alive.