This is a picture of me in my former life…I was a phlebotomist at Arlington Cancer Center- and that is my boss, Kathy Ferguson on the other side of Santa Claus.
Not much has changed about me but my hair, it gets thinner by the day, and of course, the wrinkles I’ve added over the years. I loved my job, it was employee interaction with one in particular that caused my “mini-breakdown” and forced my early “retirement.” I miss it in some aspects, in others I don’t. I now have the freedom to work from home, and of course, my part-time job as a caregiver to Miss Stephanie, which I wouldn’t change for the world. I loved the patients, although it was a hard thing, watching them go through treatment for cancer, getting to know them, then sometimes, losing them. I miss the friendships I had with my other co-workers as well, we had some pretty good times over the years, and Kathy was the best boss (other than Stephanie) that I’ve ever had. My memory sucks so bad, I can’t even remember if that was my station and my kid’s artwork behind us, though, I suspect it was. We always had a bit of our personal life tacked on a board behind us, so that our patients could get to know us as well. The doctors were the best, and to this day, I always refer anyone I know to get their treatment there, if at all possible. Which is not the case for us, only because of my husband’s insurance and where his doctor wanted him to go.
I hope you all have a pleasant day, and will join me back here for tomorrow’s Flash Fiction Friday. Maybe I’ll have something churning in the ole noggin by then! See ya tomorrow, on the patio. 😎