Inner Monologue
What does your inner monologue sound like? Mine generally sounds like this: AAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME??????? AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That’s the inside of my head. Every day.
Let me give you a brief glimpse into my day.
0510: First
alarm. It’s not loud. It’s not obnoxious. It’s just early. And even if I’m up, I still turn it off. I hate it.
I HATE 5:10.
0530: Next alarm. Really?
So soon?
0547: Two minutes
after third alarm. AAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Ok. I’ll
get up. I’ll go get in the shower, but I’m
not making any promises for the rest of the day. I hate 5:47. I want to sleep until the next 5:47. Asshole.
0607: Get Radley out
of bed. My very favorite part of the
day. I love it when a five year old
tells me he doesn’t want to go to work.
0618: The sixth time
I have to tell Radley to brush his teeth.
Every morning. For the last three
years.
0628: “RADLEY!!! Get in the car!!! We’re going to be late!!!”
0631: For fuck
sake!!! This is my last pair of
hose. WHY IS THERE A RUN???????
0640: “Radley, why
aren’t you buckled in?” “I can’t do it,
mommy.” Ok. It’s cool you did it every day for the last
two years when we AREN’T going to school.
0654: At school. “Radley, Why aren’t you getting out of the
car. Radley why aren’t you getting out of the car. RADLEY!!!”
0659: Pass ITC Ingham
on the way out of school. “So, Ang, I
see you won’t be on time for work again.”
You’re right, Todd.
0706: Walk past chief
with head down as he giggles “Sorry, I’m six minutes late. Again”
0707: Walk past Green
with head down: “Sorry, I’m six minutes
late. Again.” Dave will say “No problem, gorgeous, here’s
your coffee.” Thank God for Dave.
0708: Log in.
0716: Finally logged
in.
0717: IM reads : “Hey,
can you tell me this person’s duty status?”
0717: IM reads: “I need an appointment.”
0717: IM reads: “has
my student made it up there yet?
0717: IM reads: “Are you going to run the 5k?” WHAT???? NO!!!!!! When have I ever run a 5k???????
0718: Phone
rings: “Hey Ang. I need an appointment for a guy who got
busted for DUI over the weekend.” Good
news, I just logged in.
0720: IM reads: “Do you have a memo for some crazy obscure condition
that isn’t even a medical function?” Of
course I do. Give me a minute.
0800: Patient walks
in: “I broke my arm three days ago and I
drove here 60 miles, after I passed four hospitals and six urgent care clinics.” ……….
Uh…………….
0802: Smoke pit. Thank you smoke pit.
0813: Phone
rings: “Hi Angela. It’s your favorite…” Please hold.
0814: Phone rings: “Can you please connect me with TRICARE?” No.
They are a walk in service center only.
0815: IM reads: “So, what was that duty status?”
0821: Forwarding
health records, until there’s a shadow over my shoulder…Shadow says “Ms.
Angela, do you have the number for…?”
Sure. I’ll get it out of global. I see your outlook isn’t working.
0830: To myself “Is
it too early for smoke pit again?”
Yes. Forward more records.
0909: Smoke pit
again. Thank you smoke pit.
0915-1059: More of
the same.
1106: To lunch or not
to lunch. No, it’ll be quiet. I’ll stay for lunch.
1107: Oh look, a
crisis. I should have gone to lunch.
1148: Smoke pit. Thank you.
Again.
1158: IM reads: “WHERE IS MY MEMO??????”
1159: Email:
Fwd: MEMO.
1200: Forward health
records.
1259: Email: “Please block my 02AUG”
1301: Email: “Yessir.
02AUG blocked.”
1320: “I think I have
chlamydia.” Excellent. This is new. Well at least newer. “Sure,
let’s get you an appointment for that.
Also…Don’t have sex with anyone until after your appointment.”
1330: Duty
picks. Oh no. Did I really miss 1330 smoke pit? AAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1334: My
uncontrollable sobbing is relieved by a kindhearted relief. Smoke pit.
Ahhhh…..
1400: Forward health
records. Ok. Just do it.
1402: “Do you have any
records for me to QA?”
1402: “Can you find
the number to…”
1402: “Who’s the
corpsman in…”
1402:: “Where is the
MUNRO at now?”
1403: Forward health
records.
1420: There comes a
point in every day when you know you won’t get anything else done. This is my point.
1421: Forward health
records.
1422: IM: “Have you seen my radiology report?”
1422: OMeffingG
1423: Forward health
records. Unsuccessfully.
1535: Time to get my
kid. Fuck it.
1537: At the car, I think about what I need to do tomorrow. DAMN IT!!!
1546: Pick Radley up
at school. “I thought daddy was coming
to pick me up.”
1600: “Mommy can we
please stop at the ice cream store?”
1601: Where is my
wine?????????????????
I just can’t go any further.
Tonight anyway. That’s why the
inside of my head always sounds like this:
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!”
I’m grateful for every second. EVERY SECOND.
Because if I didn’t have a day like that, I would wonder what was
wrong. I would wonder what my purpose
is. If I didn’t have to answer to
someone or explain myself to someone or account for someone, then my life would
be meaningless. I would have no inner
peas.