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Just another day in the life

Life has taken on a new rhythm now that I'm practicing. There are clinic days, there are private practice days, and there is the weekend. At least, sometimes there is the weekend.  Sometimes the weekend is for practice. Sometimes it's not. Sometimes one weekend day is a clinic day.

I'm learning to adapt to a changing schedule.

What I'd really like, though...is to have a full week, followed by an empty weekend. I can work really hard all week knowing I have a couple of days to catch up on life, domestics, rest, etc. This may be my many years in corporate life projecting on my new career. I'm not sure if that's it, but my preference would be to have a slightly more normal schedule.

Honestly, when you first start practice, you accept patients mostly on their terms, because, mostly, you're just delighted to have patients to treat at all. But after awhile you realize that setting some time boundaries is good for everyone. And preserves a sense of order during a time that is fraught with the ebb and flow of a new practice.

Each day is full of opportunities to grow, to learn, to adapt. As I move forward, I realize that I have had almost no personal life for at least five years (school+ exam gauntlet), and I now need some semblance of one to feel connected and balanced.

Not a huge surprise, but good to know.

Huge hugs,

Stevie

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