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Oct. 27th, 2026 04:57 amThings I learned this morning: I do not know all the lyrics to Pour Some Sugar On Me. Frankly, the A-Z Lyrics readout this morning was a revelation.
We survived Monday! Yay! Good lord, it was working it, though. I swear, every single patient I called to give them the good news that we found a spot for their STAT order declined the appts. Every single one of them. They wanted this time or that day, none of which I had. It was annoying. If your doctor wants you to have the order STAT, woudln't you think that it would come ahead of work and other non-medical appointments? This is your health after all. One had a nail appt she didn't want to move, I shit you not. It was infuriating.
The only saving grace was that, in my supervisory role, I got to take two compliment calls. They're my favorite thing to do. I get to take the call to talk to happy patients and then write up a little narrative and post it as kudos on our Gratitude Wall. The way our schedules are right now, it's pretty rare that people are happy when they hang up, so it's nice.
I worked til 6:30pm because the queue was so out of control. It closed at 6, but we had 23 people still holding, so we had to work through them. I'm thinking a good number were hangups, otherwise, we would have been there forever.
Today, I just have my normal schedule, which is good, because I am so sleepy. Banjo agrees.

Of course, seconds after I took that, he heard something in the hall and made a little bark about it. That seems to happen most frequently in the mornings when I'm the only one up. I guess he feels like he needs to alert me.
We introduced Banjo and Lizzy last night. Banjo was on leash, Lizzy was free to roam. IT went very well. She sniffed around while Banjo sat patiently. She came pretty close, to the point that Banjo could sniff her. There was no poofy kitty, though when he got too close too fast, the paw came up, and Banjo quickly moved back. We're going to do it again tonight until they're ready to be friends without the leash. I think it's coming pretty quickly. Lizzy seems to really like him.
Our house has turned into a haven for mostly unwanted treats and toys. Especially treats. Mr. Picky only likes about 1/10 treats that we've tried.

I title that picture "Small dog in an orgy of capitalism."
We're working with him on his mouthy-ness. He gets excited and will grab your hand. Not hard, just put your hand in his mouth, or grab at your pants leg as you go past. Everything is exciting when you're as dumb as a Banjo.

This is his stupid happy face when he comes to greet me at my desk. Mind you, I've been there all day. He's been laying next to me for most of it, but sometimes, he just sees me and gets all excited anew that I'm sitting there.
IT's very sweet. And thankfully, lights out means that it's sleepy time to him. Aside from night one, he's just gone down to the foot of the bed and laid down every night. Not a peep out of him for the rest of the night. He's a very good little dog.
Tomorrow, I need to go get my preop after work. Which means that I need to print out my preop form and be ready when I get off. Whoohoo. I'm so very excited about it. I mean, the preop and procedure need to be done. I'm just not looking forward to either. Nor to the colonoscopy that I need to schedule. But I shall do it and get my workup done.
The rest of the week will hopefully be mostly quiet.
Okay, time for me to get myself together. You all have a wonderful Tuesday!
We survived Monday! Yay! Good lord, it was working it, though. I swear, every single patient I called to give them the good news that we found a spot for their STAT order declined the appts. Every single one of them. They wanted this time or that day, none of which I had. It was annoying. If your doctor wants you to have the order STAT, woudln't you think that it would come ahead of work and other non-medical appointments? This is your health after all. One had a nail appt she didn't want to move, I shit you not. It was infuriating.
The only saving grace was that, in my supervisory role, I got to take two compliment calls. They're my favorite thing to do. I get to take the call to talk to happy patients and then write up a little narrative and post it as kudos on our Gratitude Wall. The way our schedules are right now, it's pretty rare that people are happy when they hang up, so it's nice.
I worked til 6:30pm because the queue was so out of control. It closed at 6, but we had 23 people still holding, so we had to work through them. I'm thinking a good number were hangups, otherwise, we would have been there forever.
Today, I just have my normal schedule, which is good, because I am so sleepy. Banjo agrees.

Of course, seconds after I took that, he heard something in the hall and made a little bark about it. That seems to happen most frequently in the mornings when I'm the only one up. I guess he feels like he needs to alert me.
We introduced Banjo and Lizzy last night. Banjo was on leash, Lizzy was free to roam. IT went very well. She sniffed around while Banjo sat patiently. She came pretty close, to the point that Banjo could sniff her. There was no poofy kitty, though when he got too close too fast, the paw came up, and Banjo quickly moved back. We're going to do it again tonight until they're ready to be friends without the leash. I think it's coming pretty quickly. Lizzy seems to really like him.
Our house has turned into a haven for mostly unwanted treats and toys. Especially treats. Mr. Picky only likes about 1/10 treats that we've tried.

I title that picture "Small dog in an orgy of capitalism."
We're working with him on his mouthy-ness. He gets excited and will grab your hand. Not hard, just put your hand in his mouth, or grab at your pants leg as you go past. Everything is exciting when you're as dumb as a Banjo.

This is his stupid happy face when he comes to greet me at my desk. Mind you, I've been there all day. He's been laying next to me for most of it, but sometimes, he just sees me and gets all excited anew that I'm sitting there.
IT's very sweet. And thankfully, lights out means that it's sleepy time to him. Aside from night one, he's just gone down to the foot of the bed and laid down every night. Not a peep out of him for the rest of the night. He's a very good little dog.
Tomorrow, I need to go get my preop after work. Which means that I need to print out my preop form and be ready when I get off. Whoohoo. I'm so very excited about it. I mean, the preop and procedure need to be done. I'm just not looking forward to either. Nor to the colonoscopy that I need to schedule. But I shall do it and get my workup done.
The rest of the week will hopefully be mostly quiet.
Okay, time for me to get myself together. You all have a wonderful Tuesday!
