This morning I saw three patients, ran to my kids’ school Christmas program for an hour and a half, then ran back to the clinic and saw more patients.
At the time this gets posted I will be having lunch with the office staff for our Christmas party: exchanging gag gifts and eating some terribly unhealthy, yet super tasty, fast food salads. You see, salad is a ranch dressing delivery system in the South (United States)…. And being a doctor’s office, we like to at least pretend we are healthy, even at Christmas.
I got off topic. Sorry.
To be honest, I felt terribly guilty about taking time off for my kids’ school program. I wrestled with it for a couple of weeks when I learned of the change in time (it was supposed to have been last night). This time of year the clinic is crazy busy and those slots were already booked weeks in advance. I HATE making patients reschedule…
Sometimes I *think* I am a better person than I really am, though. I told myself it was all about the patients. That IS true to a large extent….
AND YET, while I love and adore my kids, probably to a fault, I realized last night that I would NOT feel as guilty playing hookie to go see Star Wars *if* I had tickets for today. I am not saying that I would have no guilt. Just less guilt. I don’t have tickets but if I DID I would probably even have ditched the school program for it. You can judge me if you want, but those school programs are beatings and, well, Han Solo is still awfully darn sexy.