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November 14, 2002

Everything's comin' up Milhouse!

I wrote a letter to the Doctor's office regarding the bill I received in the mail the other day. They agreed that they were overcharging me and are sending me a new bill for a lesser amount. I am sure it will still be too much, in my opinion, but I'll take it.

I talked to my "boss" at work this morning and she agreed to switch me to per diem, which means I will make, like $10 more an hour. It was so easy! I thought she would put up a fight. She thought it was a good idea and pointed out I would make "so much more money." (Side notes about my boss... she is from South Africa, so she has the coolest accent. She was the nanny for Mary Poppins children many years ago. She calls all our old men patients "uncles" and the old ladies "aunts" which is very cute. She's a good manager)

My cheap work shoes from K-Mart are working out wonderfully.

We are leaving for Vista this afternoon for the weekend.

So, everything's great.

I think I made an enemy at work the other night. I am usually pretty easy to get along with and not one to get in someone's face and tell them what I think, but I kind of did (in an nice way) the other night and I think the person has it out for me now. Not like she will do anything drastic really, other than going out of her way not to help me. I don't feel bad for saying what I said, because it was true and I think I handled the situation very well. I am actually kind of proud of myself that I was a little assertive and took care of business. It's weird though, because I usually get along with everyone and people usually like me or are at least fairly indifferent towards me. Anyway, it will be interesting to see if she gets over it or if there will be this weirdness there when we work together.

It's funny to me when I have older men patients, like in their 70s and they call me pet names. I had two men that I took care of the past three days and they were always calling me kiddo and sweetie. It makes me chuckle and it makes me happy because I know that they like me and are comfortable with me. I mean, you have to call your nurse kiddo after you have celebrated over a long awaited bowel movement together. It's pretty sad to say, but I seriously clapped my hands and cheered when this guy pooped. You grow close after spending so much time together. It's so nice to have those patients you click with, that you know are comfortable with you and appreciate you. It makes work so much more pleasant and is so rewarding.

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