Sometimes, the floor falls out beneath you and you are left grasping for that one single shred of left over sanity, wondering how to save yourself.
I am going to write it out loud here:
I am tired of complaining about what is wrong with healthcare. I want to work to make it right.
How? I am not entirely sure. Either healthcare policy or electronic health record development.
I do not want to leave patient care completely. I enjoy my patients too much!
But I am passionate about this. I need to do it in the same way that I knew I needed to enter medicine in the first place.
Despite how it may appear here, I am an introvert. I play a role in the clinic that allows me to act a bubbly, outgoing, perky lady physician but that is not how I am in real life. I am not good at politics. Politics exhausts me. So this may be the worst idea on the entire planet.
I have to try.
I have been sitting on a job offer for weeks now, worrying about it. Today I decided: I am turning it down. I also know I don’t want to stay where I am.
So, now I am going to plan my next move….