Well not really since my shift finished, oh 3 hours ago. It's really quite fun working, I found, but the one thing that I don't find fun is all the politicking and power-tripping and personalities that you have to go with and through just to be on the job.
*sigh*
Really, it's nothing new since you have to deal with people of the same ilk in life, but to be like that for the sole purpose of getting one up over another person... that's so... I don't know, crabby?
I am so not opening my blog in my computer at work heheheh Don't want anyone from there have access to my blog since I did write and do write about stuff there. Not really in names (at least I don't think so) but they are kinda clear to anyone who is in that particular milieu.
Why the hell am I blogging again?
Oh yeah, coz I'm at the net cafe and I wanted to write something. It's not particularly constructive or anything, but hey, anything just to get my fingers working in sync with my brain.
Is there a time limit to having a crush?
*LOL*
Yeah yeah yeah read between the lines of my previous post... there is someone that I like now, and obviously he's from work since that's the only place now that I can meet other people, i.e., guys. He's a nice enough person, quite caring. Of course, I have a feeling -- just a feeling, mind, but still a gut feeling -- that he already has a girlfriend. Isn't it true what they say? That all the good guys out there are either married, in the priesthood, are in serious relationships, or are gays. Hai.
I'll be the first to admit that in the looks department, he's definitely no James or Russell, much less a David, since David is really the most perfect of all perfect specimen of man ^______^ Personality-wise, I'd say he's David-esque, in that he's "maalagain" and gentle, though he does have something of a... well, something. Like, if he doesn't like someone, if that someone is not as dense as a rock, he'll probably get a clue that he doesn't like him. Something like that. Although if asked nicely, he'll help him out and even cajole some other people to help out, but he still won't like him.
Is that clear or what? I'm confused @__@;;
He can also be a bit of "gago" at times, but I don't know, I guess I'm still too close to the situation, he kinda makes it cute. Oh gods, can I melt onto the earth now?
the thoughts in my head need releasing, and the world is a darker place because of it... beware the silence, my friends, for it breeds
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Thursday, March 16, 2006
A week on the job
Technically, I should have been on the job longer than week, but shit happens. Oh, I started on time; I started that Tuesday and all went well. My supervisor trained me for a couple of hours, I think, then I got started on live files to transcribe. It was cool and fun.
Come that Tuesday night, I had a fever of 39.5, which didn't want to go down. My sister-in-law did the old tried and tested method of sponging me off with cold water, and I must say it worked up to a point, then my temperature went up again. It was kinda fun -- I was rooting for a temp of 40, btw -- it felt like an out of body experience but not quite. I was aware of what was going on around me and with me, but at the same time, it felt like I was watching from beside me.
Wednesday morning, I was confined to the hospital. Cool thing was I got to ride in a wheelchair, which would have been cooler if I could have driven it myself. Though seeing as I was hooked to an IV and feeling woozy, I probably would have driven into a wall and laughed myself silly. What do they put in those IV things anyway, besides the necessary nutrients etc?
I was confined for 3 days; my temp just didn't want to come down the 1st day, though they gave me a really strong antibiotic, they said. Ack, it was fine when it was delivered piggy-back but when it was a shot through the port, ack, it felt like they were manually widening my vein. Oh gods, and that nurse! On my 2nd night, the IV was removed cause my left wrist was getting swollen -- meaning the needle wasn't in right, right? -- and they attempted to put the IV in my right hand. The bloody nurse had the needle in already but she did something and up it went, taking with it some of my skin. And it hurt like crazy too, let me tell you. Can I sue the nurse? So the other nurse went and got a doctor to put in my IV, and he did okay, until the blood burst from my vein through the IV needle coz he said he forgot to close it or something. I really wasn't paying much attention coz one, I don't like needles being stuck in me, and two, I was watching TV. Bloody doctor ran out of my room when he saw the blood spurt out and the nurse with him told us they had a toxic patient they were watching over.
Anyway, hospital confinement is okay as long as you don't share your room with someone under police protection whose companions have no consideration for others, or with someone who had a stroke and is on O2 and everything else and who keeps moaning out loud and whose companion does not pay attention to the patient. Really go for getting your own room, and getting cable TV when you're at it as well. Beats staring at the walls.
My temp stabilized sometime in the evening of the 2nd day and most of the third day. I would have undergone the teeth extraction but I chickened out. I'd like to think that the nightmare I had was some kind of omen -- and was it a doozy! I had some kind of slime creature sucking my head and my hair was dripping with spine and my brain was getting sucked out! The female dentist was okay, she had a light hand and seemed to know what she was about -- let me just inform you all that I don't hold dentists in high esteem as all of my experiences with them, few as they may be, have all been really, really, really, really bad -- but her husband who was a dental surgeon, who she did not bother to mention she would be co-managing the operation with, was a bit heavy-handed. I totally didn't like him when he said "Pray that you would come down for the operation." I'm like, WTF? I don't need a bleeding religious intervention from the likes of you. And another thing, I requested an anesthesiologist, just in case, and I didn't like him at all when I met him. He had shifty eyes. He wouldn't meet my eyes when he was talking to me about what he won't do. I'd stare at him, into his eyes, and he would look to the door, over my shoulder, at me briefly, towards my sister and beyond her. How can you trust someone who won't acknowledge you?
So I was out of there the afternoon of the 3rd day. I stayed at home, and then started the numerous doctors' visits and consultations re: my thyroid growth, erh, follicular neoplasm. They all seem to have a single consensus, which is to have it removed as soon as possible. I'm with it, really I am, but I just started my job... Can I at least have a few days with it and my officemates and my supervisor? Yeah, yeah, kinda juvenile, but hey! It's a freaking major operation! And in a way, really cool. As long as the OR has everything it needs and the surgeon and anesthesiologist know what they're doing.
I know St. Luke's is the best in the country and possibly in Asia, but it also means that it has the neatest price attached to its services. I went to see a doctor, an ENT, in a government hospital. He seemed okay -- not to mention has a family connection as he's the cousin of one of my sisters-in-law -- and seemed confident about the hospital he was in. I asked him if we could "import" him to another hospital hehehe But I have this thing with government buildings and offices. I don't know if it's warranted or I'm just being an ass, but usually the first thing that comes to my mind re: government hospitals mostly, is that they're understaffed, the staff is overworked, and the equipment are usually decades old and therefore not very reliable. I'll literally be handing over my life to these people; can I trust them?
Ack, change topic... This is going to be a long post (Tengo hambre!!) as I don't know yet if I should chance using my computer at work to blog since my supervisor's already told me to be careful with the sites I go to as he doesn't want to reformat my computer again. Apparently, the computer I'm using now and another one has already been compromised. He even did something to it so I can't YM, but an officemate found a way around it. Hope he won't be too mad hehehe
So, about work. Just my luck when I went back to work our supervisor was being replaced. It would have been okay, I guess, but... ack, he doesn't know what we, the MTs do, so how can he supervise us? He doesn't have any MT background, just his managerial skills, or so he and they say. I don't know. I try to run under the radar as it is as I'm the last one my supervisor hired before those "people" canned him. Well, not really canned him but transferred him from MT to IT. Higher pay, but still, he was the first and only MT in the company when they started and this is how they reward him? Then replace him with someone who doesn't know jack about transcription, much less medical transcription.
Okay, this is not laying low. This is ranting. I can't help it! I'm usually so amiable and agreeable at the office, I have to let out steam somewhere! Anyway, I think the new supervisor is going to "neglect" me in favor of his new hirees, one who's going to start tomorrow. And to think, this could have been a really nice company to work for, if only...
*sigh*
Worse comes to worse, they can fire me or I can quit before they could fire me. He makes my life difficult, I'll do something. He makes light of me and my capabilities, he hasn't got a brain. My co-MTs have started something they said would probably put him in his place -- a letter of complaint -- which I didn't have anything to do as I stalled for as long as I could so they wouldn't ask me to write anything. Why she thought I could write a good letter of complaint is beyond me, which is probably true, as the one she had the other MT write wasn't really formal and business-like. Anyway, we're waiting for another MT to come back from her leave of absence so we could all sign it and give it to the EVP and COO, and hopefully, something could be done. Although I have a feeling they are weakening in their resolve to have his supervisory ass chucked out -- he just sort of promoted those 2! Btw, there's only 5 of us, counting the one on leave. And the one who wrote the letter, I think, could afford to be confrontational since she's planning on leaving the company sometime soon anyway. The one on leave, she's resigning too. So guess who they'll probably throw to the wolves. Me.
Bunch of ninnies and whiners with no backbones! The pox on you all!
I am so not opening my blog in my office computer ever again.
Tengo hambre!
Oh yeah, I'm scheduled for a thyroidectomy around the 3rd week of April at JRRMMC. If all goes well, I really will have the operation there, stay a few days, and have my recuperation at home for the next 2 to 3 weeks. Sounds like a plan, aye?
^__^
Come that Tuesday night, I had a fever of 39.5, which didn't want to go down. My sister-in-law did the old tried and tested method of sponging me off with cold water, and I must say it worked up to a point, then my temperature went up again. It was kinda fun -- I was rooting for a temp of 40, btw -- it felt like an out of body experience but not quite. I was aware of what was going on around me and with me, but at the same time, it felt like I was watching from beside me.
Wednesday morning, I was confined to the hospital. Cool thing was I got to ride in a wheelchair, which would have been cooler if I could have driven it myself. Though seeing as I was hooked to an IV and feeling woozy, I probably would have driven into a wall and laughed myself silly. What do they put in those IV things anyway, besides the necessary nutrients etc?
I was confined for 3 days; my temp just didn't want to come down the 1st day, though they gave me a really strong antibiotic, they said. Ack, it was fine when it was delivered piggy-back but when it was a shot through the port, ack, it felt like they were manually widening my vein. Oh gods, and that nurse! On my 2nd night, the IV was removed cause my left wrist was getting swollen -- meaning the needle wasn't in right, right? -- and they attempted to put the IV in my right hand. The bloody nurse had the needle in already but she did something and up it went, taking with it some of my skin. And it hurt like crazy too, let me tell you. Can I sue the nurse? So the other nurse went and got a doctor to put in my IV, and he did okay, until the blood burst from my vein through the IV needle coz he said he forgot to close it or something. I really wasn't paying much attention coz one, I don't like needles being stuck in me, and two, I was watching TV. Bloody doctor ran out of my room when he saw the blood spurt out and the nurse with him told us they had a toxic patient they were watching over.
Anyway, hospital confinement is okay as long as you don't share your room with someone under police protection whose companions have no consideration for others, or with someone who had a stroke and is on O2 and everything else and who keeps moaning out loud and whose companion does not pay attention to the patient. Really go for getting your own room, and getting cable TV when you're at it as well. Beats staring at the walls.
My temp stabilized sometime in the evening of the 2nd day and most of the third day. I would have undergone the teeth extraction but I chickened out. I'd like to think that the nightmare I had was some kind of omen -- and was it a doozy! I had some kind of slime creature sucking my head and my hair was dripping with spine and my brain was getting sucked out! The female dentist was okay, she had a light hand and seemed to know what she was about -- let me just inform you all that I don't hold dentists in high esteem as all of my experiences with them, few as they may be, have all been really, really, really, really bad -- but her husband who was a dental surgeon, who she did not bother to mention she would be co-managing the operation with, was a bit heavy-handed. I totally didn't like him when he said "Pray that you would come down for the operation." I'm like, WTF? I don't need a bleeding religious intervention from the likes of you. And another thing, I requested an anesthesiologist, just in case, and I didn't like him at all when I met him. He had shifty eyes. He wouldn't meet my eyes when he was talking to me about what he won't do. I'd stare at him, into his eyes, and he would look to the door, over my shoulder, at me briefly, towards my sister and beyond her. How can you trust someone who won't acknowledge you?
So I was out of there the afternoon of the 3rd day. I stayed at home, and then started the numerous doctors' visits and consultations re: my thyroid growth, erh, follicular neoplasm. They all seem to have a single consensus, which is to have it removed as soon as possible. I'm with it, really I am, but I just started my job... Can I at least have a few days with it and my officemates and my supervisor? Yeah, yeah, kinda juvenile, but hey! It's a freaking major operation! And in a way, really cool. As long as the OR has everything it needs and the surgeon and anesthesiologist know what they're doing.
I know St. Luke's is the best in the country and possibly in Asia, but it also means that it has the neatest price attached to its services. I went to see a doctor, an ENT, in a government hospital. He seemed okay -- not to mention has a family connection as he's the cousin of one of my sisters-in-law -- and seemed confident about the hospital he was in. I asked him if we could "import" him to another hospital hehehe But I have this thing with government buildings and offices. I don't know if it's warranted or I'm just being an ass, but usually the first thing that comes to my mind re: government hospitals mostly, is that they're understaffed, the staff is overworked, and the equipment are usually decades old and therefore not very reliable. I'll literally be handing over my life to these people; can I trust them?
Ack, change topic... This is going to be a long post (Tengo hambre!!) as I don't know yet if I should chance using my computer at work to blog since my supervisor's already told me to be careful with the sites I go to as he doesn't want to reformat my computer again. Apparently, the computer I'm using now and another one has already been compromised. He even did something to it so I can't YM, but an officemate found a way around it. Hope he won't be too mad hehehe
So, about work. Just my luck when I went back to work our supervisor was being replaced. It would have been okay, I guess, but... ack, he doesn't know what we, the MTs do, so how can he supervise us? He doesn't have any MT background, just his managerial skills, or so he and they say. I don't know. I try to run under the radar as it is as I'm the last one my supervisor hired before those "people" canned him. Well, not really canned him but transferred him from MT to IT. Higher pay, but still, he was the first and only MT in the company when they started and this is how they reward him? Then replace him with someone who doesn't know jack about transcription, much less medical transcription.
Okay, this is not laying low. This is ranting. I can't help it! I'm usually so amiable and agreeable at the office, I have to let out steam somewhere! Anyway, I think the new supervisor is going to "neglect" me in favor of his new hirees, one who's going to start tomorrow. And to think, this could have been a really nice company to work for, if only...
*sigh*
Worse comes to worse, they can fire me or I can quit before they could fire me. He makes my life difficult, I'll do something. He makes light of me and my capabilities, he hasn't got a brain. My co-MTs have started something they said would probably put him in his place -- a letter of complaint -- which I didn't have anything to do as I stalled for as long as I could so they wouldn't ask me to write anything. Why she thought I could write a good letter of complaint is beyond me, which is probably true, as the one she had the other MT write wasn't really formal and business-like. Anyway, we're waiting for another MT to come back from her leave of absence so we could all sign it and give it to the EVP and COO, and hopefully, something could be done. Although I have a feeling they are weakening in their resolve to have his supervisory ass chucked out -- he just sort of promoted those 2! Btw, there's only 5 of us, counting the one on leave. And the one who wrote the letter, I think, could afford to be confrontational since she's planning on leaving the company sometime soon anyway. The one on leave, she's resigning too. So guess who they'll probably throw to the wolves. Me.
Bunch of ninnies and whiners with no backbones! The pox on you all!
I am so not opening my blog in my office computer ever again.
Tengo hambre!
Oh yeah, I'm scheduled for a thyroidectomy around the 3rd week of April at JRRMMC. If all goes well, I really will have the operation there, stay a few days, and have my recuperation at home for the next 2 to 3 weeks. Sounds like a plan, aye?
^__^