A Time To Rest...

Whenever I start to get behind schedule or things begin to stress me out at work and I don't feel like I have a moment to even breath, I know it's time to take a break. Working faster is not always possible when your job consists of such things as patient assessments and wound care and so forth. It may seem counterproductive to stop and leave the floor for a few minutes but sometimes, it is essential. 

When you are rushing around stressed or focused on how much more you have to do by the end of your shift you aren't doing anyone any good. Hence, the break. Now a lot of my co-workers tend to talk about work on break, and at times, I do too. But when it's really bad, I like to stay clear of everyone else and not even think about work for a little bit. Some days I meditate; other days I simply fantasize about quitting my job to open my own little bookstore somewhere or running away to live along the moors of Scotland or moving to Breitenbush Hot Springs here in Oregon at the very least. I have pretty varied dreams.  

The point is to clear your head and focus, to let go of the craziness and take a few deep breaths before getting back into the game. I spent 12 hours at work today and it was a good day. But getting through it after 4 hours of sleep was a bit rough. It makes working on this post right now a challenge also. AND, I get to go back and do it all again tomorrow too so, if you'll excuse me. I'm going to take a break!