As you’ve probably noticed, I’ve been pretty MIA since the return of my ENT conference. Things kind of plateaued after my first year here. I was feeling completely burnt out.
For being such an introvert, I did not realize how much energy I had to expend ALL DAY long. I was told early on that it gets better with time, but I’m not certain when that time will be. So, I continued with my routine…work continues to pile up and the clinic is getting slammed with patients. For an 8-5 clinic, I found myself staying at work ‘til 6-6:30 almost daily. I received a call a few days after returning from the conference that shook me up.
It was an offer to join a private ENT practice. Was I ready to leave an academic health center? I mean, I literally moved walking distances to work. Was I ready to make the long 45 minutes commute again? I felt during those days, the universe (or at least the social media universe that is) told me to embrace change or that the only thing holding back were my fears. And yes, that’s all true. I’m comfortable in my position. I’ve gotten to know my staff, our growing department. Was I ready to leave all of that for the unknown?
I made my pros and cons list just as anyone would. Angry at how things have been lately, I didn’t think there was a way out. I was so clouded in my thoughts. I thought the only answer was to leave. For those of you that don’t know, working at a large health organization or academic center is all bureaucratic with little wiggle room for improvement at times. The reason why I was so torn was I really love my coworkers. These group of girls are like my sisters. My docs? AMAZING! Tell me that you have a close relationship with your docs where you can all go out for Charity Bingo at the local brewery. I didn’t want to give that up. I wasn’t ready to give it up…yet.
I was stressed out for SEVERAL WEEKS. It was literally eating me up. I couldn’t sleep. I lost my appetite. But as I firmly believe, things have a way of working out when it’s meant to be. And then one day after clinic, I finally had “the talk” with my supervising doc. I shared with him that I had an offer and that I was in the final stages of my negotiation when he asked, “Well what can we do here to make it better for you?”
And that was when history changed for the better…
I proposed changes. I told him why I wasn’t happy with my schedule. Together, with the help of my teammates, we made suggestions on what I can do to improve clinic flow while keeping my sanity.
After a year of working, I proved myself to the department that I am capable and want to be included as part of the team vs just an extra body in the clinic.
They heard me loud and clear and changes were made immediately. Things are finally looking up! Like I said earlier, things will happen when they’re meant to be. The day came sooner than I expected. Through the craziness of possibly leaving the job, I was told that I will soon be seeing patients in my own clinic (YAY)!
My point in sharing this experience is having a clear line of communication is important. As a provider, your voice should be just as important as everyone else’s.
If you are unhappy about something, change it! Is it you that needs to change? If not, how can you change your current situation?
Don’t sit around and waste your time complaining, instead come up with real solutions or alternatives.
“Your life does not get better by chance, it gets better by change” – Jim Rohn