A lesson on patience from patients and other life circumstances
I apologize for the extended gap in writing. It's been a busy and somewhat up and down couple of weeks. In the midst of this up and down, there has actually been some bits of good that have come out of this. Working this past weekend, all weekend, has really helped me to combat some of the frustrating situations that have come up. Bits of drama, EVERYONE wanting to leave and...of course having to decline getting asked out...again. So there's that. But going to church with some of my patients yesterday helped as well.
As some of you know, my sister and I are in the process of moving into our first house. Not buying, just renting, but this process has proven rather difficult for us. We have the house, we just don't know when we're going to be moving into it yet. The people who are living there now are waiting on a closing date for a house that they bought, so we have no idea when that's going to happen. Knowing that something really great is coming our way has helped somewhat, but the not knowing is what has been getting us down at times. Then being told different things by our landlord, rent getting collected late, our infestation with bugs in our current house, and a multitude of other frustrating circumstances has left us just fed up and over it. However, by God's good grace I have not taken these frustrations out on my patients. In fact, quite the opposite. These circumstances have made me more patient with my patients if anything. Despite dealing with entitlement and being asked the same questions in which the answer will not change, I've answered the same way without letting my impatience show. I used to have a friend who near the end of our friendship used me less and less as a friend and more of just a punching bag or dumping ground for all the negativity that was going on in her life. Every day it was something different, and eventually I just got tired of it. The friendship ended by a post on Facebook, and instead of tucking my tail in between my legs and begging for forgiveness, I let the matter get buried and that was that. 10 years of friendship, ending over something probably stupid, I will never know for sure.
So what's the point of this nonsense? I'm doing my best to not take out the negativity on those I care for, like my friend used to do. Keeping things on a need to know basis for the time being. Even though there's this going on in my life right now, it's not fair to my friends and my patients for me to turn them into punching bags. Hopefully we will hear something soon and in the meantime we are searching for different temporary living arrangements until the house opens up. God has really proven Himself in this time, and I'm only praying He will continue to do so. Things at work are still really good, and for that I am grateful. As I said many times yesterday, it is what it is.
As some of you know, my sister and I are in the process of moving into our first house. Not buying, just renting, but this process has proven rather difficult for us. We have the house, we just don't know when we're going to be moving into it yet. The people who are living there now are waiting on a closing date for a house that they bought, so we have no idea when that's going to happen. Knowing that something really great is coming our way has helped somewhat, but the not knowing is what has been getting us down at times. Then being told different things by our landlord, rent getting collected late, our infestation with bugs in our current house, and a multitude of other frustrating circumstances has left us just fed up and over it. However, by God's good grace I have not taken these frustrations out on my patients. In fact, quite the opposite. These circumstances have made me more patient with my patients if anything. Despite dealing with entitlement and being asked the same questions in which the answer will not change, I've answered the same way without letting my impatience show. I used to have a friend who near the end of our friendship used me less and less as a friend and more of just a punching bag or dumping ground for all the negativity that was going on in her life. Every day it was something different, and eventually I just got tired of it. The friendship ended by a post on Facebook, and instead of tucking my tail in between my legs and begging for forgiveness, I let the matter get buried and that was that. 10 years of friendship, ending over something probably stupid, I will never know for sure.
So what's the point of this nonsense? I'm doing my best to not take out the negativity on those I care for, like my friend used to do. Keeping things on a need to know basis for the time being. Even though there's this going on in my life right now, it's not fair to my friends and my patients for me to turn them into punching bags. Hopefully we will hear something soon and in the meantime we are searching for different temporary living arrangements until the house opens up. God has really proven Himself in this time, and I'm only praying He will continue to do so. Things at work are still really good, and for that I am grateful. As I said many times yesterday, it is what it is.
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