I used to complain about my job. I can remember just last year I would freak out getting super upset if expectations changed suddenly. If I was asked to do extra work I would quietly curse the boss that was "heaping" the work on. In retrospect it is sort of funny because I now realize that none of it is worth the energy. Think about it for a second....when was the last time being angry about something at work changed anything?
Just to put things in perspective, last night I got a message on my FB page from a person who is fighting ECD. She isn't able to work because of what the disease is doing to her body. She isn't really plugged into the ECD network of doctors. She isn't able to get the right drug to treat her disease because of its cost. Her life is falling apart and its scary! That's a problem.
It is a problem that ECD patients are dying without being properly diagnosed. It is a problem that insurance companies deny coverage for life saving treatment just to see if you'll give up. It is a problem that people with ECD aren't aware of their rights, treatment options, or have access to knowledgeable healthcare teams.
The things I am asked to do at work are not a problem. Being able to work is a privileged. I am so grateful that I can still do the big things like walking, talking, and teaching. The details...the ones that used to drive me crazy are nothing but tasks to be completed now.
Do yourself a favor...chill out!
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